John Denver — Thank God Im A Country Boy live

[to the audience] (Clap your hands!) 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 kind of life never did me no harm 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 old 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 When the work's all done and the sun's settin' low I pull out my fiddle and I rosin' up the bow Kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low And 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, 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 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-hoo! Well, I wouldn't trade my life for diamonds or jewels I never was one of them money hungry fool 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 think 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 comin' up, I got cakes on the griddle Life ain't nothin' 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, 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 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 old fiddle When the sun's comin' up, I got cakes on the griddle Life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle Wooh! Thank God I'm a country boy, yea! [to the audience] (John Sommers played the fiddle and he wrote that song!)