[A Capella]
Well life on the farm is kinda laid back.
Ain't much an old country boy like me can't hack.
Early to rise, early in the sack.
I thank God I'm a country boy!

Well a simple kinda life never did me no harm.
A 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!

[Chorus]
Well I got me a fine wife I got me 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!

[With Accompaniment]
When the work's all done and the sun's settlin' low,
I pull out the fiddle and I rosin' up the bow.
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 an' I work when I should.
Thank God I'm a country boy!

[Chorus]
Well I got me a fine wife I got me 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!
Woo-hoo!

[Instrumental/Fiddle/Guitar Interlude]

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 limousine,
A lotta sad people thinkin' that's a-mighty keen.
Well son, let me tell ya now exactly what I mean.
Thank God I'm a country boy!

[Chorus]
Well I got me a fine wife I got me 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!
Yes, sir!

[Instrumental/Fiddle/Guitar Interlude]

Well, my fiddle was my daddy's, till the day he died,
And he took me by the hand, held me close to his side.
Said, "Live a good life, play my fiddle with pride.
Thank God you're a country boy!"

Well my daddy taught me young
How to hunt and how to whittle.
Taught me how to work, to play a tune on the fiddle.
He taught me how to love an' how to give just a little.
Thank God I'm a country boy!

[Chorus]
Well I got me a fine wife I got me 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!
Thank God I'm a country boy! Yeah!

[Instrumental/Fiddle/Guitar Finale]

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