Well life's on a farm is kinda laid back,
 ain't much an old country boy like me can hack.
 It's early to rise, early in the sack:
 Thank God I'm a country boy.
 Well,A simple kind of 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 I'm a country boy.
 Well,I got me a fine wife, I got me old 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.
 When the work's all done and the sun's settin' low
 I pull out my fiddle and I rosin' up the bow.
 But the kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low:
 Thank God I'm a country boy.
 I'd play "Sally Goodin'" all day if I could,
 but the lord and my wife wouldn't take it very good.
 So I fiddle when I can and I work when I should:
 Thank God I'm a country boy.
 Well I got me a fine wife, I got me old 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.
 Well,I wouldn't trade my life for diamonds or jewels,
 I never was one of them money hungry fools.
 I'd rather have my fiddle and my farmin' tools:
 Thank God I'm a country boy.
 Yeah, city folk drivin in a black limou sine,
 a lotta sad people thinkin' that's mighty keen.
 Son, let me tell you now exactly what I mean:
 I thank God I'm a country boy.
 Well I got me a fine wife, I got me old 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.
 Well, my fiddle was my daddy's till the day he died,
 and he took me by the hand and held me close to his side.
 He said: "Live a good life and play my fiddle with pride,
 and thank God you're a country boy.
 Well,My daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle,
 he taught me how to work and play a tune on the fiddle.
 He taught me how to love and how to give just a little:
 Thank God I'm a country boy.
 Well I got me a fine wife, I got me old 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.