Thank God I'm a Country Boy-John Denver
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TXT Thank God I'm a Country Boy-John Denver 文本歌词
Thank God I'm a Country Boy - John Denver
Lyrics by：John Denver
Composed by：John Denver
Well life's on a 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 thank God
I'm a country boy
Well a simple kind of life
Never did me no harm
Raising me a family and working on the farm
My days are all filled with
An easy country charm
Thank God I'm a country boy
Well I got me a fine wife
I got me old fiddle
When the sun's coming up
I got cakes on the griddle
And life ain't nothing but
A funny funny riddle
Thank God I'm a country boy
When the work's all done
And the sun's setting low
I pull out my 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 Gooding all day if I could
But the Lord and my wife
Wouldn't take it very good
I fiddle when I can
And I work when I should
Thank God I'm a country boy
Well I got me a fine wife
I got me old fiddle
When the sun's coming up
I got cakes on the griddle
And life ain't nothing but
A funny funny riddle
Thank God I'm a country boy
Well I wouldn't trade my life
For diamonds or jewels
I never was one of them money hungry fools
Rather have my fiddle and my farming tools
Thank God I'm a country boy
Yeah city folk driving in a black limousine
A lotta sad people thinking
That's-a mighty keen
Son let me tell you
Now exactly what I mean
Thank God I'm a country boy
Well I got me a fine wife
I got me old fiddle
When the sun's coming up
I got cakes on the griddle
And life ain't nothing
But a funny funny riddle
Thank God I'm a country boy
Yes sir
Well my fiddle was my daddy's
Till the day he died
And he took me by the hand
And held me close to his side
He said live a good life
And play my fiddle with pride
And thank God you're a country boy
Well 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
Well I got me a fine wife
I got me old fiddle
When the sun's coming up
I got cakes on the griddle
And life ain't nothing
But a funny funny riddle
Thank God I'm a country boy
