Written by John Martin Sommers
A D 1) WELL LIFE'S ON A FARM IS KINDA LAID BACK, A G E7 AIN'T MUCH AN OLD COUNTRY BOY THAT HE CANīT HACK. A D ITīS EARLY TO RISE, EARLY IN THE SACK: A E7 A THANK GOD I'M A COUNTRY BOY. A D 2) WHEN THE WORK'S ALL DONE AND THE SUN'S SETTIN' LOW A G E7 I PULL OUT MY FIDDLE AND I ROSIN' UP THE BOW. A D BUT THE KIDS ARE ASLEEP SO I KEEP IT KINDA LOW: A E7 A THANK GOD I'M A COUNTRY BOY. E7 A CHORUS: WELL I GOT ME A FINE WIFE, I GOT ME OLD FIDDLE. E7 A WHEN THE SUN'S COMIN' UP I GOT CAKES ON THE GRIDDLE; A E7 A D LIFE AIN'T NOTHIN' BUT A FUNNY, FUNNY RIDDLE: A E7 A THANK GOD I'M A COUNTRY BOY. sOLO: A / D / A / G / A / D / A / E7-A A D 3) WELL I WOULDN'T TRADE MY LIFE FOR DIAMONDS OR JEWELS, A G E7 I NEVER WAS ONE OF THEM MONEY HUNGRY FOOLS. A E7 A D I'D RATHER HAVE MY FIDDLE AND MY FARMIN' TOOLS: A E7 A THANK GOD I'M A COUNTRY BOY. A D 4) WELL, MY FIDDLE WAS MY DADDY'S TILL THE DAY HE DIED, A G E7 AND HE TOOK ME BY THE HAND AND HELD ME CLOSE TO HIS SIDE. A E7 A D HE SAID: "LIVE A GOOD LIFE AND PLAY MY FIDDLE WITH PRIDE, A E7 A AND THANK GOD YOU'RE A COUNTRY BOY. E7 A CHORUS: WELL I GOT ME A FINE WIFE, I GOT ME OLD FIDDLE. E7 A WHEN THE SUN'S COMIN' UP I GOT CAKES ON THE GRIDDLE; A E7 A D LIFE AIN'T NOTHIN' BUT A FUNNY, FUNNY RIDDLE: A E7 A THANK GOD I'M A COUNTRY BOY. sOLO: A / D / A / G / A / D / A / E7-A A D 1) A SIMPLE KIND OF LIFE NEVER DID ME NO HARM, A G E7 RAISIN' ME A FAMILY AND WORKIN' ON A FARM. A D DAYS ARE ALL FILLED WITH AN EASY COUNTRY CHARM: A E7 A THANK GOD I'M A COUNTRY BOY. A D 2) I'D PLAY "SALLY GOODIN'" ALL DAY IF I COULD, A G E7 BUT THE LORD AND MY WIFE WOULDN'T TAKE IT VERY GOOD. A D SO I FIDDLE WHEN I CAN AND I WORK WHEN I SHOULD: A E7 A THANK GOD I'M A COUNTRY BOY. E7 A CHORUS: WELL I GOT ME A FINE WIFE, I GOT ME OLD FIDDLE. E7 A WHEN THE SUN'S COMIN' UP I GOT CAKES ON THE GRIDDLE; A E7 A D LIFE AIN'T NOTHIN' BUT A FUNNY, FUNNY RIDDLE: A E7 A THANK GOD I'M A COUNTRY BOY. sOLO: A / D / A / G / A / D / A / E7-A A D 3) YEAH, CITY FOLK DRIVIN IN A BLACK LIMOUSINE, A G E7 A LOTTA SAD PEOPLE THINKIN' THAT'S MIGHTY KEEN. A D WELL, FOLKS LET ME TELL YOU NOW EXACTLY WHAT I MEAN: A E7 A I THANK GOD I'M A COUNTRY BOY. A D 4) MY DADDY TAUGHT ME YOUNG HOW TO HUNT AND HOW TO WHITTLE, A G E7 HE TAUGHT ME HOW TO WORK AND PLAY A TUNE ON THE FIDDLE. A D HE TAUGHT ME HOW TO LOVE AND HOW TO GIVE JUST A LITTLE..... A E7 A I THANK GOD I'M A COUNTRY BOY! YEEHA! sOLO: A / D / A / G / A / D / A / E7-A