Songtexte Thank God I'm A Country Boy - Bobby Osborne & The Rocky Top X-Press

Well, life on a farm is a kind of laid-back
Ain't much an old country boy like me can't hack
Early to rise, early in the sack
Thank God, I'm a country boy

Well, a simple kind of life never did me no harm
But raised me a family, and I'm working 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 coming up, I got cakes on the griddle
Life ain't nothing 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'm rousing up the bowl
The kids are asleep, so I keep it kind of low
Thank God, I'm a country boy

I'd waste any 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 a fiddle
When the sun's coming up, I got cakes on the griddle
Life ain't nothing but a funny, 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
I'd rather have my fiddle and my farming tools
Thank God, I'm a country boy

Yes, city folks driving in a black limousine
A lot of sad people thinking that's 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 a fiddle
When the sun's coming up, I got cakes on the griddle
Life ain't nothing but a funny, funny riddle
Thank God, I'm a country boy

Well, life on the farm is kind of laid back
I ain't much a country boy like Mickey and I
Thank God, I'm a country boy

Well, a simple kind of life never did me no harm
I raised me a family, and I'm working on a farm
Thank God, I'm a country boy

Well, I got me a fine wife, I got me a fiddle
When the sun's coming up, I got cakes on the griddle
Life ain't nothing but a funny, funny riddle
Thank God, I'm a country boy