Well life's on a farm is kinda laid back
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Ain't much an old country boy like me can hack
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It's early to rise early in the sack
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Thank God I'm a country boy
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A simple kind of life never did me no harm
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Raisin' me a family and workin' on a farm
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My days are all filled with an 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 I got me old fiddle
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When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle
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And life ain't nothin' but a funny funny riddle
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Thank God I'm a country boy
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When the work's all done and the sun is settin' low
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I pull out my fiddle and I rosin' up the bow
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But the kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low
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Thank God I'm a country boy
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I'd play Sally Goodin all day if I could
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But the Lord and my wife wouldn't take it very good
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So I fiddle when I can and I work when I should
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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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Well I wouldn't trade my life for diamonds or jewels
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I never was one of them money hungry fools
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I'd rather have my fiddle and my farmin' tools
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Thank God I'm a country boy
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Yeah city folks drivin' in a black limousine
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A lotta sad people think that's mighty keen
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Well son let me tell you exactly 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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Well my fiddle was my daddy's till the day he died
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And he took me by the hand and held me close to his side
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He said live a good life play my fiddle with pride
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And thank God you're a country boy
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Well my daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle
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He taught me how to work and play a tune on the fiddle
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He taught me how to love and how to give just a little
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And thank God I'm a country boy
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Well I got me a fine wife...
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Thank God I'm Country Boy
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| John Denver |
