A        A                                      D
1) Well     life's on a farm is kinda laid         back,
2) When the work's all done and the sun's settin'  low
3) I        wouldn't trade my life for diamonds or jewels,
4) Well, my fiddle was my daddy's till the day he  died,

	  A                               G             E7
1) ain't  much an old country boy like    me can        hack.
2) I      pull out my fiddle and I        rosin' up the bow.
3) I      never was one of them money     hungry        fools.
4) and he took me by the hand and held me close to his  side.

	     A                                        D
1) It's      early to rise, early in the              sack:
2) But the   kids are asleep so I keep it kinda       low:
3) I'd       rather have my fiddle and my farmin'     tools:
4) He said: "Live a good life and play my fiddle with pride,

	     A            E7          A
1)     Thank God I'm a    country boy.
2)     Thank God I'm a    country boy.
3)     Thank God I'm a    country boy.
4) and thank God you're a country boy.

	 A                                            D
1) A     simple kind of life never did me no          harm,
2) I'd   play "Sally Goodin'" all day if I            could,
3) Yeah, city folk drivin in a black limou            sine,
4) My    daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle,

	   A                                G             E7
1)         raisin' me a family and          workin' on a  farm.
2) but the lord and my wife wouldn't        take it very  good.
3) a       lotta sad people thinkin'        that's mighty keen.
4) he      taught me how to work and play a tune on the   fiddle.

	 A                                            D
1) My    days are all filled with an easy country     charm:
2) So I  fiddle when I can and I work when I          should:
3) Well, folks let me tell you now exactly what I     mean:
4) He    taught me how to love and how to give just a little:

	     A            E7          A
1)     Thank God I'm a    country boy.
2)     Thank God I'm a    country boy.
3)  I  thank God I'm a    country boy.
4)     Thank God you're a country boy.

		E7                    A
Chorus: Well I  got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle.
		  E7                    A
	When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle;
		       A                          D
	and life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle:
	      A         E7         A
	Thank God I'm a country boy.