| G | C | |
| Well l | ife on the farm is kinda laid | back |
| G | F | D7 | |
| Ain't | much an old country boy like | me can't | hack |
| G | C | |
| It's | early to rise and early in the | sack |
| G | D7 | G | |
| Thank | God I'm a | country | boy |
| G | C | |
| A sim | ple kind of life never did me no | harm |
| G | F | D7 | |
| Rai | sin' me a family and wor | kin' on the f | arm |
| G | C | |
| My d | ays are all filled with an easy country ch | arm |
| G | D7 | G | |
| Thank | God I'm a | country | boy |
| Chorus: |
| D | G | |
| Well, I | got me a fine wife, I | got my old fiddle |
| D | G | |
| When the | sun's comin' up I got | cakes on the griddle |
| C | |
| Life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny r | iddle |
| G | D | G | |
| Thank | God I'm a | country | boy |
| G | C | |
| When the | work's all done and the sun is settin' | low |
| G | F | D7 | |
| I | pull out my fiddle and I | rosin up the | bow |
| G | C | |
| But the | kids are asleep so I keep it kinda | low |
| G | D | G | |
| Thank | God I'm a | country | boy |
| G | C | |
| I'd | play "Sally Goodin" all day if I | could |
| G | F | D7 | |
| But the | Lord and my family wouldn't | take it very | good |
| G | C | |
| So I | fiddle when I can and I work when I | should |
| G | D | G | |
| Thank | God I'm a | country | boy |
| Chorus |
| G | C | |
| Well I | wouldn't trade my life for diamonds or | jewels |
| G | F | D7 | |
| I | never was one of them | money hungry | fools |
| G | C | |
| I'd | rather have my fiddle and my farmin' | tools |
| G | D | G | |
| Thank | God I'm a | country | boy |
| G | C | |
| Yeah, | city folks drivin' in a black | limousine |
| G | F | D7 | |
| A | lotta sad people think | that's mighty | keen |
| G | C | |
| Well | folks, let me tell you exactly what I | mean |
| G | D | G | |
| Thank | God I'm a | country | boy |
| Chorus |
| G | C | |
| Well my | fiddle was my daddy's 'til the day he | died |
| G | F | D7 | |
| And he | took me by the hand and held me | close to his | side |
| G | C | |
| He said, | "Live a good life, play my fiddle with | pride |
| G | D | G | |
| And thank | God you're a | country | boy" |
| G | C | |
| My | daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to | whittle |
| G | F | D7 | |
| He | taught me how to work and play a | tune on the | fiddle |
| G | C | |
| He | taught me how to love and how to give just a | little |
| G | D | G | |
| Thank | God I'm a | country | boy |
| Chorus |
| James |
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