John Denver - Thank god im a country boy
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Subject: Chords: Thank God I'm a Country boy
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Thank God I'm a Country boy John Denver, written by John Martin Summers
1) AWell Alife's on a farm is kinda laid Dback,
2) When the work's all done and the sun's settin' low
3) I wouldn't trade my life for diamonds or jewels,
4) Well, my fiddle was my daddy's till the day he died,
1) ain't Amuch an old country boy like Gme can E7hack.
2) I pull out my fiddle and I rosin' up the bow.
3) I never was one of them money hungry fools.
4) and he took me by the hand and held me close to his side.
1) It's Aearly to rise, earDly in the sack:
2) But the kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low:
3) I'd rather have my fiddle and my farmin' tools:
4) He said: "Live a good life and play my fiddle with pride,
1) Thank AGod I'm a E7country boy.A
2) Thank God I'm a country boy.
3) Thank God I'm a country boy.
4) and thank God you're a country boy.
1) A Asimple kind of life never did me no Dharm,
2) I'd play "Sally Goodin'" all day if I could,
3) Yeah, city folk drivin in a black limou sine,
4) My daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle,
1) Araisin' me a family Gand E7 workin' on a farm.
2) but the lord and my wife wouldn't take it very good.
3) a lotta sad people thinkin' that's mighty keen.
4) he taught me how to work and play a tune on the fiddle.
1) My Adays are all filled wiDth an easy country charm:
2) So I fiddle when I can and I work when I should:
3) Well, folks let me tell you now exactly what I mean:
4) He taught me how to love and how to give just a little:
1) Thank AGod I'm a E7country boy.A
2) Thank God I'm a country boy.
3) I thank God I'm a country boy.
4) Thank God you're a country boy.
Chorus: Well I Agot me a fine wife, I E7got me old fiddle.
When the Asun's comin' up I got E7cakes on the griddle;
and life ain't Anothin' but a funny, funny Driddle:
Thank AGod I'm a E7country boyA.