Interpret:

John Denver

Album:

Back Home Again

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 and 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 the 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 my old fiddle 
 When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle 
 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 is 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 


 Chorus 


 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 folks drivin' in a black limousine 
 A lotta sad people think that's mighty keen 
 Son, let me tell you exactly what I mean 
 Thank God I'm a country boy 


 Chorus 


 Well, my fiddle was my daddy's 'til the day he died 
 And he took me by the hand and held me close to his side 
 He said, "Live a good life, play my fiddle with pride 
 And thank God you're a country boy" 


 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 


 Chorus