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    Thank God I'm A Country Boy by Billy Dean [Country Single Release Promo 2004]

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Genre/Lang. : Country


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
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 a 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 a fiddle
When the sun’s comin’ up I got cakes on the griddle
Life ain’t nothin’ but a funy 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 could, work when I should
Thank God I’m a country boy

Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle
When the sun’s comin’ up I got cakes on the griddle
Life ain’t nothin’ but a funy funny riddle
Thank God I’m a country boy

Well I wouldn’t trade my life for diamonds and jewels
I never was one of them money hungry fools
Iid 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 mighty keen
Son, let me tell ya now exactly what I mean
Thank God I’m a country boy

Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle
When the sun’s comin’ up I got cakes on the griddle
Life ain’t nothin’ but a funy funny riddle
Thank God I’m a country boy

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
Said, ¡°live a good life and 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
Taught me how to work and play a tune on the fiddle
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 a fiddle
When the sun’s comin’ up I got cakes on the griddle
Life ain’t nothin’ but a funy funny riddle
Thank God I’m a country boy
Thank God I’m a country boy

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