A cappella until the second verse.

2/4 time
Extra 2 beats of D on 3rd line of verses, choruses and solos.


[Verse 1]
             
Well, life on 

              
a farm is kind

       
a laid back
             
Ain't much an 

              
old country bo

             
y like me can'

  
t hack
             
It's early to 

             
rise, early in

     
 the sack
             
Thank God I'm 

             
a country boy

[Verse 2]
             
A simple kind 

              
of life never 

          
did me no harm
             
Raisin' me a f

             
amily and work

         
in' on a farm
             
My days are al

           
l filled with 

             
an easy countr

  
y charm
             
Thank God I'm 

             
a country boy


[Chorus]
             
Well, I got me

              
 a fine wife, 

  
I got me old f

iddle
             
When the sun's

              
 comin' up I g

   
ot cakes on th

e griddle
             
And life ain't

           
 nothin' but a

             
 funny, funny 

 
riddle
             
Thank God I'm 

            
a country boy


[Verse 3]
             
When the work'

              
s all done and

              
 the sun's set

      
tin' low
             
I pull out my 

              
fiddle and I r

             
osin' up the b


ow
             
But the kids a

           
re asleep so I

             
 keep it kinda

 
 low
             
Thank God I'm 

             
a country boy

[Verse 4]
             
I'd play "Sall

              
y Goodin" all 

         
day if I could
             
But the lord a

              
nd my wife wou

             
ldn't take it 

     
very good
             
So I fiddle wh

           
en I can and I

             
 work when I s


hould
             
Thank God I'm 

            
a country boy


[Chorus]
             
Well, I got me

              
 a fine wife, 

  
I got me old f

iddle
             
When the sun's

              
 comin' up I g

   
ot cakes on th

e griddle
             
And life ain't

           
 nothin' but a

            
 funny, funny 

 
riddle
             
Thank God I'm 

         
a country boy


[Solo]
         
        
       
     
         
        
       
     


[Verse 5]
             
Well, I wouldn

              
't trade my li

              
fe for diamond

     
s or jewels
             
I never was on

             
e of them mone

         
y hungry fools
             
I'd rather hav

           
e my fiddle an

            
d my farming t

  
ools
             
Thank God I'm 

         
a country boy


[Verse 6]
             
Yeah, city fol

              
k drivin' in a

            
 black limousi

ne
             
A lotta sad pe

              
ople thinkin' 

             
that's mighty 


keen
             
Well, son let 

           
me tell you no

             
w exactly what

 
 I mean
             
I thank God I'

           
m a country bo

y


[Chorus]
             
Well, I got me

              
 a fine wife, 

  
I got me old f

iddle
             
When the sun's

              
 comin' up I g

   
ot cakes on th

e griddle
             
And life ain't

           
 nothin' but a

             
 funny, funny 

 
riddle
             
Thank God I'm 

            
a country boy


[Solo]
         
        
       
     
         
        
       
     


[Verse 7]
             
Well, my fiddl

              
e was my daddy

              
's till the da

     
y he died
             
And he took me

              
 by the hand a

             
nd held me clo

          
se to his side
             
He said: "Live

           
 a good life a

             
nd play my fid

        
dle with pride
             
And thank God 

             
you're a count

      
ry boy


[Verse 8]
             
My daddy taugh

              
t me young how

              
 to hunt and h

      
ow to whittle
             
He taught me h

              
ow to work and

             
 play a tune o

      
n the fiddle
             
He taught me h

           
ow to love and

            
 how to give j

      
ust a little
             
Thank God I'm 

             
a country boy


[Chorus]
             
Well, I got me

              
 a fine wife, 

  
I got me old f

iddle
             
When the sun's

              
 comin' up I g

   
ot cakes on th

e griddle
             
And life ain't

           
 nothin' but a

             
 funny, funny 


riddle
             
Thank God I'm 

             
a country boy 

 
   Yeehaw!


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