Key: A major
Verse 1
Well, life on the farm is kinda laid back
Ain't much an old country boy
like me can't hack
It's early to rise, early in the sack
I thank God I'm a country boy
Verse 2
Well, a simple kinda life never did me no harm
A raisin' me a family and workin' on the farm
My days are all filled
with an easy country charm
Thank God I'm a country boy
Chorus 1
Well, I got me a fine wife I got me an ol' fiddle
When the sun's comin' up
I got cakes on the griddle
And life ain't nothin' but a funny funny riddle
Thank God I'm a country boy
Verse 3
A
When the work's all done
D
and the sun's settlin' low
A
G
D
I pull out my fiddle and I rosin up the bow
A
F#m
E
D
The kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low
A
E
A
And thank God I'm a country boy
Verse 4
A
D
I'd play Sally Goodin all day if I could
A
But the Lord and my wife
G
D
wouldn't take it very good
A
F#m
E
D
So I fiddle when I can, work when I should
A
E
A
Thank God I'm a country boy
Chorus 2
E
A
Well, I got me a fine wife I got me an ol' fiddle
E
When the sun's comin' up
A
I got cakes on the griddle
A
F#m
E
D
Life ain't nothin' but a funny funny riddle
A
E
A
Thank God I'm a country boy, woo
Solo 1
A
D
A
G
D
A
F#m
E
D
A
E
A
Solo 2
A
D
A
G
D
A
F#m
E
D
A
E
A
Verse 5
A
Well, I wouldn't trade my life
D
for diamonds or jewels
A
G
D
I never was one of them money hungry fools
A
F#m
E
D
I'd rather have my fiddle and my farmin' tools
A
E
A
Thank God I'm a country boy
Verse 6
A
D
Yeah, city folk drivin' in a black limousine
A
G
D
A lotta sad people thinkin' that's a mighty keen
A
F#m
Well, son, let me tell ya now
E
D
exactly what I mean
A
E
A
I thank God I'm a country boy
Chorus 3
E
A
Well, I got me a fine wife I got me an ol' fiddle
E
When the sun's comin' up
A
I got cakes on the griddle
A
F#m
E
D
Life ain't nothin' but a funny funny riddle
A
E
A
Thank God I'm a country boy, yes sir
Solo 3
A
D
A
G
D
A
F#m
E
D
A
E
A
Solo 4
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D
A
G
D
A
F#m
E
D
A
E
A
Verse 7
A
Well, my fiddle was my daddy's
D
'til the day he died
A
And he took me by the hand,
G
D
held me close to his side
A
F#m
E
D
Said, "live a good life, play my fiddle with pride
A
E
A
And thank God you're a country boy
Verse 8
A
Well, my daddy taught me young
D
how to hunt and how to whittle
A
Taught me how to work
G
D
and play a tune on the fiddle
A
F#m
He taught me how to love
E
D
and how to give just a little
A
E
A
And thank God I'm a country boy
Chorus 4
E
A
Well, I got me a fine wife I got me an ol' fiddle
E
When the sun's comin' up
A
I got cakes on the griddle
A
F#m
E
D
Life ain't nothin' but a funny funny riddle
Outro 1
Woo, thank God I'm a country boy, yes
[Fiddle melody]
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A
D
E
A
D
B
E
A
[Fiddle break]
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