Thank God I'm A Country Boy chords by Billy Dean

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Verse 1
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Well,
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life on the farm is kinda laid back
Ain't much an old country
boy like me can't hack
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Early to rise and early in the sack
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Thank God I'm a country boy
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A simple kinda life never did me no harm
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Raisin' me a family and
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workin' on a farm
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Days are all filled with an
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easy country charm
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Thank God I'm a country boy
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Well, I got me a fine wife,
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I got me a fiddle
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When the sun's comin' up,
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I got cakes on the griddle
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Life ain't nothin' but a
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funny funny riddle
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Thank God I'm a country boy
When the work's all done
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and the sun's settlin' low
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I pull out my fiddle and I
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rosin up my bow
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Well, the kids are asleep so
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I keep it kinda low
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Thank God I'm a country boy
And I'd play Sally Goodin all
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day if I could
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But the Lord and my wife
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wouldn't take it very good
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So I fiddle when I can,
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work when I should
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Thank God I'm a country boy
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Yeah, I got me a fine wife,
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I got me a fiddle
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The sun's comin' up, I
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got cakes on the griddle
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Life ain't nothin' but a
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funny funny riddle
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Thank God I'm a country boy
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Well, I wouldn't trade my life
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for diamonds and jewels
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I never was one of them
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money hungry fools
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I'd rather have my farm, my fiddle and tools
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I thank God I'm a country boy
Yeah, the city folk drivin'
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in a black limousine
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A lotta sad people thinkin'
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that's a mighty keen
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People, let me tell  ya now ex
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actly what I mean
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Thank God I'm a country boy
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Well, I got me a fine wife,
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I got me a fiddle
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When the sun's comin'
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up, I got cakes on the griddle
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Life ain't nothin' but
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a funny funny riddle
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Thank God I'm a country boy
See, my fiddle was my daddy's
till the day he died
He took me by the hand,
held me close to his side
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He said, "Live a good life,
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play my fiddle with pride
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And thank God you're
a country boy"
Yeah, my daddy taught me young
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how to hunt and how to whittle
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Taught me how to work and play
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a tune on the fiddle
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Taught me how to love,
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how to give just a little
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Thank God I'm a country boy
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Well, I got me a fine wife,
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I got me a fiddle
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The sun's comin' up,
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I got cakes on the griddle
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Life ain't nothin' but a funny funny riddle