Thank God I'm A Country Boy By John Denver

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Well life on the farm is kinda laid back

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Aint much an old country boy like me cant hack

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Its early to rise, early in the sack

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Thank God Im a country boy

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Well a simple kinda life never did me no harm

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A raisin me a family and workin on a farm

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My days are all filled with an easy country charm

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Thank God Im a country boy

(Chorus)

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Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle

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When the suns comin up I got cakes on the griddle

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Life aint nothin but a funy funny riddle

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Thank God Im a country boy

(Verse 2)

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When the works all done and the suns settlin low

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I pull out my fiddle and I rosin up the bow

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The kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low

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Thank God Im a country boy

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Id play Sally Goodin all day if I could

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But the lord and my wife wouldnt take it very good

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So I fiddle when I could, work when I should

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Thank God Im a country boy

(Chorus)

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Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle

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When the suns comin up I got cakes on the griddle

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Life aint nothin but a funy funny riddle

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Thank God Im a country boy

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Well I wouldnt trade my life for diamonds and jewels

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I never was one of them money hungry fools

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Iid rather have my fiddle and my farmin tools

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Thank God Im a country boy

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Yeah, city folk drivin in a black limousine

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A lotta sad people thinkin thats mighty keen

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Son, let me tell ya now exactly what I mean

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Thank God Im a country boy

(Chorus)

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Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle

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When the suns comin up I got cakes on the griddle

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Life aint nothin but a funy funny riddle

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Thank God Im a country boy

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Well, my fiddle was my daddys till the day he died

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And he took me by the hand and held me close to his side

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Said, live a good life and play my fiddle with pride

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And thank God youre a country boy

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My daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle

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Taught me how to work and play a tune on the fiddle

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Taught me how to love and how to give just a little

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Thank God Im a country boy

(Chorus)

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Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle

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When the suns comin up I got cakes on the griddle

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Life aint nothin but a funy funny riddle

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Thank God Im a country boy