This classic tune is a vivid celebration of rural life, extolling the virtues of simplicity and self-sufficiency. The protagonist expresses deep contentment with his pastoral existence, rejecting materialistic pursuits in favor of familial love and hard work on the farm. With an old fiddle and a penchant for early mornings, he finds joy in the daily rhythms of country living. His appreciation for this lifestyle is deeply ingrained, passed down from his father who taught him not only practical skills but also values such as generosity and gratitude. The repeated refrain "Thank God I'm a country boy" underscores his profound satisfaction with his circumstances and identity. Thus, the song serves as a powerful testament to the enduring appeal of rural values and traditions in an increasingly urbanized society.
Thank God I'm A Country Boy
Lyrics
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
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
Well I got me a fine wife I got me 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
When the work's all done and the sun's settlin' 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 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
Well I got me a fine wife I got me ol' 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, woo
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 folk drivin' in a black limousine
A lotta sad people thinkin' that's a mighty keen
Well, son, let me tell ya now exactly what I mean
I thank God I'm a country boy
Well I got me a fine wife I got me 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
Well, my fiddle was my daddy's 'til the day he died
And he took me by the hand, held me close to his side
Said, "live a good life, 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
Taught me how to work to play a tune on the fiddle
He taught me how to love and how to give just a little
And thank God I'm a country boy
Well I got me a fine wife I got me ol' fiddle
When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle
Life ain't nothin' but a funny funny riddle
Woo, thank God I'm a country boy, yes
Writer(s): John Martin Sommers
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
What is the Meaning of Thank God I'm A Country Boy
?
End of content
That's all we got for #