[Strophe]
     A                            D 
Well life on a farm is kinda laid back 
      A                            G        E 
Ain't much an old country boy like me can’t hack 
     A               E           D 
It's early to rise, early in the sack 
      A         E           A 
Thank God I'm a country boy 
  A                                   D 
A simple kind of life never did me no harm 
A                       G            D 
Raisin' me a family and workin' on a farm 
   A             F#m           E            D 
My days are all filled with an easy country charm 
      A         E           A 
Thank God I'm a country boy
[Refrain]
       E                     A 
Well I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle 
         E                     A 
When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle 
    A          F#m           E             D 
And life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle 
      A         E          A 
Thank God I'm a country boy
[Strophe]
         A                                      D 
When the work's all done and the sun's settin' low 
  A                         G             D 
I pull out my fiddle and I rosin' up the bow 
        A         F#m       E            D 
But the kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low 
      A         E           A 
Thank God I'm a country boy 
A                                    D 
I'd play "Sally Goodin" all day if I could 
        A                         G            E 
But the lord and my wife wouldn't take it very good 
     A             F#m        E           D 
So I fiddle when I can and I work when I should 
      A         E          A 
Thank God I'm a country boy   
[Refrain]
        E                    A 
Well, I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle 
         E                     A 
When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle 
    A           F#m          E7            D 
And life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle 
      A         E      A 
Thank God I'm a country boy 
[Solo]
A       D
A     G D
A F#m E D
D  A  E A  A
[Refrain]
        E                     A 
Well, I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle 
         E                     A 
When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle 
    A          F#m           E             D 
And life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle 
      A         E          A 
Thank God I'm a country boy  
     A                                 D 
Yeah city folk drivin’ in a black limousine 
        A                   G             E 
A lotta sad people thinkin' that's mighty keen 
      A          F#m           E           D 
Well, son let me tell you now exactly what I mean 
        A         E      A 
I thank God I'm a country boy
[Refrain]
       E                     A 
Well I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle 
         E                     A 
When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle 
    A          F#m           E             D 
And life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle 
      A         E          A 
Thank God I'm a country boy
[Strophe]
         A                                     D 
Well, my fiddle was my daddy's till the day he died 
       A                              G             D 
And he took me by the hand and held me close to his side 
          A           F#m              E          D 
He said: "Live a good life and play my fiddle with pride 
          A            E          A 
And thank God you're a country boy
[Strophe]
         A                                      D 
My daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle  
   A                                G           D 
He taught me how to work and play a tune on the fiddle 
   A                F#m             E7          D 
He taught me how to love and how to give just a little 
      A         E           A 
Thank God I’m a country boy
[Refrain]
       E                    A 
Well I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle 
         E                     A 
When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle 
    A          F#m          E            D 
And life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle 
      A         E            A 
Thank God I'm a country boy    Yeehaw!  
[Outro]
A       D
A     G D
A F#m E D
D  A  E A  A