Thank God I'm A Country Boy by John Denver, tabs and chords at PlayUkuleleNET

Thank God I'm A Country Boy

Biography:

Henry John Deutschendorf Jr. (December 31, 1943 – October 12, 1997), known professionally as John Denver, was an American musician, singer-songwriter, record producer, activist, actor, and humanitarian, whose greatest commercial success was as a solo singer, starting in the 1970s. He was one of the most popular acoustic artists of the decade and one of its best-selling artists. By 1974, he was firmly established as America's best selling performer, and AllMusic has described Denver as "among the most beloved entertainers of his era".

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G C G F
Well life on the farm is kinda laid back Ain’t much a country boy like me can’t
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hack
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It’s early to rise early in the sack thank God I’m a country boy
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A simple kind of life never did me no harm raisin’ me a family and livin’ on the
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farm,
G C G D G
My days are all filled with an easy country charm thank God I’m a country boy

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Well I got me a fine wife I got my old fiddle
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When the sun’s comin’ up I got cakes on the griddle
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Life ain’t nothin’ but a funny funny riddle thank God I’m a country boy

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When the work’s all done and the sun’s settin’ low I pull out my fiddle and
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rosin up the bow
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But the kids are a-sleep so I keep it kinda low thank God I’m a country boy
G C G
I’d play “Sally Goodin” all day if I could but the wife and my family wouldn’t
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take it very good
G C G D G
So I fiddle when I can and I work when I should thank God I’m a country boy

Chorus

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Well I wouldn’t trade my life for diamonds or jewels I never was one of those
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money hungry fools
G C G D G
I’d rather have my fiddle and my farmin’ tools thank God I’m a country boy
G C G F
Yeah city folks drivin’ in a black lim-ou-sine a lotta sad people think that’s
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mighty keen
G C G D G
Well folks let me tell you ex-act-ly what I mean thank God I’m a country boy

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Well my fiddle was my daddy’s till the day he died and took me by the hand and
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held me close to his side
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He said “Live a good life play my fiddle with pride and thank God you’re a
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country boy
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My daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle he taught me how to work
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and play a tune of the fiddle
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He taught me how to love and how to give just a little thank God I’m a country
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boy.

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