Thank God Im A Coutry Boy Chords & Tabs
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Thank God Im A Coutry Boy Chords
Thank God I’m A Country Boy
By John Denver
Presentd by Boumar55
Bb scale Bb, D#, F
(Verse 1)
Bb
Well life on the farm is kinda laid back
F
Aint much an old country boy like me cant hack
Bb D#
Its early to rise, early in the sack
F Bb
Thank God Im a country boy
Bb
Well a simple kinda life never did me no harm
F
A raisin me a family and workin on a farm
Bb D#
My days are all filled with an easy country charm
F Bb
Thank God Im a country boy
(Chorus)
F Bb
Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle
F Bb
When the suns comin up I got cakes on the griddle
D#
Life aint nothin but a funy funny riddle
F Bb
Thank God Im a country boy
(Verse 2)
Bb
When the works all done and the suns settlin low
F
I pull out my fiddle and I rosin up the bow
Bb D#
The kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low
F Bb
Thank God Im a country boy
Bb
Id play Sally Goodin all day if I could
F
But the lord and my wife wouldnt take it very good
Bb D#
So I fiddle when I could, work when I should
F Bb
Thank God Im a country boy
(Chorus)
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F Bb
Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle
F Bb
When the suns comin up I got cakes on the griddle
D#
Life aint nothin but a funy funny riddle
F Bb
Thank God Im a country boy
Bb
Well I wouldnt trade my life for diamonds and jewels
F
I never was one of them money hungry fools
Bb D#
Iid rather have my fiddle and my farmin tools
F Bb
Thank God Im a country boy
Bb
Yeah, city folk drivin in a black limousine
F
A lotta sad people thinkin thats mighty keen
Bb D#
Son, let me tell ya now exactly what I mean
F Bb
Thank God Im a country boy
(Chorus)
F Bb
Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle
F Bb
When the suns comin up I got cakes on the griddle
D#
Life aint nothin but a funy funny riddle
F Bb
Thank God Im a country boy
Bb
Well, my fiddle was my daddys till the day he died
F
And he took me by the hand and held me close to his side
Bb D#
Said, live a good life and play my fiddle with pride
F Bb
And thank God youre a country boy
Bb
My daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle
F
Taught me how to work and play a tune on the fiddle
Bb D#
Taught me how to love and how to give just a little
F Bb
Thank God Im a country boy
(Chorus)
F Bb
Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle
F Bb
When the suns comin up I got cakes on the griddle
D#
Life aint nothin but a funy funny riddle
F Bb
Thank God Im a country boy