Thank God Im A Country Boy
John Denver
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
John Denver
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
