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Album Name
A Songs Best Friend
Artist
John Denver
Genre
컨트리
Release Date
2004.09.24
Release Agency
BMG
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John Denver - Thank God I'm A Country Boy
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 ally 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, ive 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

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