Текст песни John Denver - Thank God I’m A Country Boy
John Denver - Thank God I’m A Country Boy слова песни
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