Well life on the farm is kinda laid back

Aint much an old country boy like me cant hack

Its early to rise, early in the sack

Thank God Im a country boy

Well a simple kinda life never did me no harm

raisin me a family and workin on a farm

My days are all filled with an easy country charm

Thank God Im a country boy

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

When the [bad word] up I got cakes on the griddle

Life aint nothin but a funy funny riddle

Thank God Im a country boy

When the works all done and the suns settlin low

I pull out my fiddle and I rosin up the bow

The kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low

Thank God Im a country boy

Id play sally goodin all day if I could

But the lord and my wife wouldnt take it very good

So I fiddle when I could, work when I should

Thank God Im a country boy

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

When the [bad word] up I got cakes on the griddle

Life aint nothin but a funy funny riddle

Thank God Im a country boy

Well I wouldnt trade my life for diamonds and jewels

I never was one of them money hungry fools

Iid rather have my fiddle and my farmin tools

Thank God Im a country boy

Yeah, city folk drivin in a black limousine

lotta sad people thinkin thats mighty keen

Son, let me tell ya now exactly what I mean

Thank God Im a country boy

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

When the [bad word] up I got cakes on the griddle

Life aint nothin but a funy funny riddle

Thank God Im a country boy

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

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

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

And thank God youre a country boy

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

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

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

Thank God Im a country boy

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

When the [bad word] up I got cakes on the griddle

Life aint nothin but a funy funny riddle

Thank God Im a country boy

Thank God Im a country boy

Words and music by john martin sommers