Chords for Billy Dean - Thank God I'm A Country Boy

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Well life on the farm is kinda laid back, ain't much of no country boy that me can't have.
[E] Early to rise and early in the [N] sack, thank God I'm a country [G] boy.
This little kinda life [C] never did me [G] no harm, raising me a family and working on the farm.
These are all filled [C] with an easy country charm, [D] thank God I'm a country boy.
Well I got me [G] a fine wife, I got me [D] old fiddle, when the sun's [G] coming up I get cakes on the
griddle, life ain't nothing but [C] a funny funny riddle, [Dm] thank God I'm [G] a country boy.
_ [C] _ [G] _ _ _ When the work's all done and the sun's setting low, I pull out the fiddle and I'm rising
up my bones, when the [Em] kids are asleep so I [C] keep the kind of [G] love, thank God I'm a country boy.
And I play sally good, and all day it's good, but the Lord and my [C] wife, they take me very
seriously, so I [Em] fiddle when I can, work [C] when I should, [G] thank God I'm a country boy.
[D] Yeah I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle, when the sun's coming up I [G] get cakes on the
griddle, life [Em] ain't nothing [C] but a funny funny [G] riddle, _ [D] thank God I'm a country boy.
[A] Here we go! _ _ _ _ _ _
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[A] Well I once traded my life for diamonds and jewels, I never was one of them money hungry
fools, [F#m] never had my [E] farm a fiddle and tools, thank God I'm a country [A] boy.
Well the city folks driving in the black limousine, I lost their people thinking [D] that's a money
key, [F#m] people let me tell you [D] exactly what I need, thank God I'm a [A] country boy.
[E] Well I got me a [A] fine wife, I got me old [E] fiddle, when the sun's coming [A] up I get cakes on the
griddle, life ain't nothing but a [D] funny funny riddle, _ thank [E] God I'm a country boy.
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_ _ _ _ _ I see my fiddle with my daddy, still the day he died, he took me by the hand, [D] held me close
to his side, he said little delight, play your fiddle [G] with pride, and [D] thank God [G] you're
a country boy.
Yeah my daddy taught me young how to hug and not a widow, taught me how to work and play
[C] a tune on the fiddle, taught me how [D] to love, how [C] to give just a little, _ _ [G] thank God I'm a country boy.
[D] Well I got me [G] a fine wife, I got me old [D] fiddle, when the sun's coming [G] up I get cakes on the
griddle, [Em] life ain't [A] nothing but a [C] funny funny riddle, _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] thank God I'm a country [D#] boy.
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