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Well, life on the farm is pretty laid back
Ain't nothing that a fella like me can't hack
It's early to rise, early in the sack
And thank God I'm a country boy
When the work's all done and the sun is sinking low
I'm pulling up my bed and letting Rosen up my boat
The kids are all asleep so I gotta keep it low
Thank God I'm a country boy
Well, I'd play Sally Goodin all day if I could
But the Lord and my wife wouldn't take it very good
So I play when I can, I work when it's sure
And thank God I'm a country boy
Well, I got a fine wife and I got me old fiddle
When the sun's coming up, I got cakes on the griddle
Life ain't nothing but a funny, funny riddle
Thank God I'm a country boy, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Come on, come on
Oh yeah
Here we go
Well, a simple kind of life never did nobody harm
Raising up a family and working on a farm
All my days are filled with an easy country charm
And thank God I'm a country boy
I seen city folks riding in a black limousine
A lot of people saying that that's a pretty keen
Well, listen when I tell you exactly what I mean
Thank God I'm a country boy
Well, I got a fine wife and I got me old fiddle
When the sun's coming up, I got cakes on the griddle
Life ain't nothing but a funny, funny riddle
Thank God I'm a country boy, yeah
Ow, woo
Ooh
Well, my fiddle was my daddy's 'til the day that he died
He took me by the hand and held me to his side
He said, "Live a good life and play it with pride
And thank God you're a country boy"
Yeah, 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, how to give just a little
Whoa, thank God I'm a country boy, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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