Thank God I'm A Country Boy chords and lyrics - JOHN DENVER

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[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]
When the [G]work's all done
and the sun's settlin' [C]low
I [G]pull out my fiddle and I [F]rosin up the [C]bow
The [G]kids are a[Em]sleep so I [D]keep it kinda [C]low
And thank [G]God I'm a [D]country [G]boy

[Verse 4]
I'd [G]play Sally Goodin all day if I [C]could
But the [G]Lord and my wife
wouldn't [F]take it very [C]good
So I [G]fiddle when I [Em]can, [D]work when I [C]should
Thank [G]God I'm a [D]country [G]boy

[Chorus 2]
Well, I [D]got me a fine wife I [G]got me an ol' fiddle
When the [D]sun's comin' up
I got [G]cakes on the griddle
[G]Life ain't [Em]nothin' but a [D]funny funny [C]riddle
Thank [G]God I'm a [D]country [G]boy, woo

[Solo 1]
[G][C]
[G][F][C]
[G][Em][D][C]
[G][D][G]

[Solo 2]
[G][C]
[G][F][C]
[G][Em][D][C]
[G][D][G]

[Verse 5]
Well, I [G]wouldn't trade my life
for diamonds or [C]jewels
I [G]never was one of them [F]money hungry [C]fools
I'd [G]rather have my [Em]fiddle and my [D]farmin' [C]tools
Thank [G]God I'm a [D]country [G]boy

[Verse 6]
Yeah, [G]city folk drivin' in a black limou[C]sine
A [G]lotta sad people thinkin' [F]that's a mighty [C]keen
Well, [G]son, let me [Em]tell ya now
ex[D]actly what I [C]mean
I thank [G]God I'm a [D]country [G]boy

[Chorus 3]
Well, I [D]got me a fine wife I [G]got me an ol' fiddle
When the [D]sun's comin' up
I got [G]cakes on the griddle
[G]Life ain't [Em]nothin' but a [D]funny funny [C]riddle
Thank [G]God I'm a [D]country [G]boy, yes sir

[Solo 3]
[G][C]
[G][F][C]
[G][Em][D][C]
[G][D][G]

[Solo 4]
[G][C]
[G][F][C]
[G][Em][D][C]
[G][D][G]

[Verse 7]
Well, my [G]fiddle was my daddy's
'til the day he [C]died
And he [G]took me by the hand,
held me [F]close to his [C]side
Said, [G]"live a good [Em]life, play my [D]fiddle with [C]pride
And thank [G]God you're a [D]country [G]boy

[Verse 8]
Well, my [G]daddy taught me young
how to hunt and how to [C]whittle
[G]Taught me how to work
and play a [F]tune on the [C]fiddle
He [G]taught me how to [Em]love
and how to [D]give just a [C]little
And thank [G]God I'm a [D]country [G]boy

[Chorus 4]
Well, I [D]got me a fine wife I [G]got me an ol' fiddle
When the [D]sun's comin' up
I got [G]cakes on the griddle
[G]Life ain't [Em]nothin' but a [D]funny funny [C]riddle

[Outro 1]
Woo, thank God I'm a country boy, yes
[Fiddle melody]
[G]
[G][C][D]
[G][C][A]
[D][G]
[Fiddle break]
[D][G]