Well life's on a farm is kinda laid back,
ain't much an old country boy like me can hack.
It's 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,
raisin' me a family and workin' 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 old fiddle.
When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle;
and life ain't nothin' 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 rosin' up the bow.
But the kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low:
Thank God I'm a country boy.
I'd play "Sally Goodin'" all day if I could,
but the lord and my wife wouldn't take it very good.
So I fiddle when I can and I work when I should:
Thank God I'm a country boy.
Well I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle.
When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle;
and life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle:
Thank God I'm a country boy.
Well,I wouldn't trade my life for diamonds or jewels,
I never was one of them money hungry fools.
I'd rather have my fiddle and my farmin' tools:
Thank God I'm a country boy.
Yeah, city folk drivin in a black limou sine,
a lotta sad people thinkin' that's mighty keen.
Son, let me tell you now exactly what I mean:
I thank God I'm a country boy.
Well I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle.
When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle;
and life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle:
Thank God I'm a country boy.
Well, my fiddle was my daddy's till the day he died,
and he took me by the hand and held me close to his side.
He said: "Live a good life and play my fiddle with pride,
and thank God you're a country boy.
Well,My daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle,
he taught me how to work and play a tune on the fiddle.
He taught me how to love and how to give just a little:
Thank God I'm a country boy.
Well I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle.
When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle;
and life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle:
Thank God I'm a country boy.
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:02.01]Well life's on a farm is kinda laid back,
[00:04.03]ain't much an old country boy like me can hack.
[00:06.08]It's early to rise, early in the sack:
[00:09.02]Thank God I'm a country boy.
[00:11.02]
[00:11.09]Well,A simple kind of life never did me no harm,
[00:14.05]raisin' me a family and workin' on a farm.
[00:16.05]My days are all filled with an easy country charm:
[00:18.09]Thank God I'm a country boy.
[00:20.07]
[00:21.08]Well,I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle.
[00:23.07]When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle;
[00:26.00]and life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle:
[00:28.05]Thank God I'm a country boy.
[00:30.06]
[00:31.04]When the work's all done and the sun's settin' low
[00:33.04]I pull out my fiddle and I rosin' up the bow.
[00:35.07]But the kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low:
[00:38.01]Thank God I'm a country boy.
[00:40.03]
[00:40.08]I'd play "Sally Goodin'" all day if I could,
[00:43.00]but the lord and my wife wouldn't take it very good.
[00:45.02]So I fiddle when I can and I work when I should:
[00:47.07]Thank God I'm a country boy.
[00:50.02]
[00:50.03]Well I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle.
[00:53.01]When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle;
[00:55.01]and life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle:
[00:57.06]Thank God I'm a country boy.
[00:59.08]
[01:19.04]Well,I wouldn't trade my life for diamonds or jewels,
[01:21.05]I never was one of them money hungry fools.
[01:23.06]I'd rather have my fiddle and my farmin' tools:
[01:26.01]Thank God I'm a country boy.
[01:28.06]
[01:29.01]Yeah, city folk drivin in a black limou sine,
[01:31.01]a lotta sad people thinkin' that's mighty keen.
[01:33.04]Son, let me tell you now exactly what I mean:
[01:35.08]I thank God I'm a country boy.
[01:38.01]
[01:38.03]Well I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle.
[01:40.07]When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle;
[01:42.08]and life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle:
[01:45.07]Thank God I'm a country boy.
[01:48.00]
[02:02.00]
[02:07.02]Well, my fiddle was my daddy's till the day he died,
[02:09.04]and he took me by the hand and held me close to his side.
[02:11.07]He said: "Live a good life and play my fiddle with pride,
[02:13.08]and thank God you're a country boy.
[02:16.06]
[02:16.07]Well,My daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle,
[02:19.04]he taught me how to work and play a tune on the fiddle.
[02:21.05]He taught me how to love and how to give just a little:
[02:25.04]Thank God I'm a country boy.
[02:27.08]
[02:27.09]Well I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle.
[02:30.02]When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle;
[02:32.06]and life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle:
[02:37.03]Thank God I'm a country boy.
[02:43.09]
[02:57.02]
Well life's on a farm is kinda laid back,
ain't much an old country boy like me can hack.
It's 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,
raisin' me a family and workin' 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 old fiddle.
When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle;
and life ain't nothin' 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 rosin' up the bow.
But the kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low:
Thank God I'm a country boy.
I'd play "Sally Goodin'" all day if I could,
but the lord and my wife wouldn't take it very good.
So I fiddle when I can and I work when I should:
Thank God I'm a country boy.
Well I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle.
When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle;
and life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle:
Thank God I'm a country boy.
Well,I wouldn't trade my life for diamonds or jewels,
I never was one of them money hungry fools.
I'd rather have my fiddle and my farmin' tools:
Thank God I'm a country boy.
Yeah, city folk drivin in a black limou sine,
a lotta sad people thinkin' that's mighty keen.
Son, let me tell you now exactly what I mean:
I thank God I'm a country boy.
Well I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle.
When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle;
and life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle:
Thank God I'm a country boy.
Well, my fiddle was my daddy's till the day he died,
and he took me by the hand and held me close to his side.
He said: "Live a good life and play my fiddle with pride,
and thank God you're a country boy.
Well,My daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle,
he taught me how to work and play a tune on the fiddle.
He taught me how to love and how to give just a little:
Thank God I'm a country boy.
Well I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle.
When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle;
and life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle:
Thank God I'm a country boy.
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:02.01]Well life's on a farm is kinda laid back,
[00:04.03]ain't much an old country boy like me can hack.
[00:06.08]It's early to rise, early in the sack:
[00:09.02]Thank God I'm a country boy.
[00:11.02]
[00:11.09]Well,A simple kind of life never did me no harm,
[00:14.05]raisin' me a family and workin' on a farm.
[00:16.05]My days are all filled with an easy country charm:
[00:18.09]Thank God I'm a country boy.
[00:20.07]
[00:21.08]Well,I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle.
[00:23.07]When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle;
[00:26.00]and life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle:
[00:28.05]Thank God I'm a country boy.
[00:30.06]
[00:31.04]When the work's all done and the sun's settin' low
[00:33.04]I pull out my fiddle and I rosin' up the bow.
[00:35.07]But the kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low:
[00:38.01]Thank God I'm a country boy.
[00:40.03]
[00:40.08]I'd play "Sally Goodin'" all day if I could,
[00:43.00]but the lord and my wife wouldn't take it very good.
[00:45.02]So I fiddle when I can and I work when I should:
[00:47.07]Thank God I'm a country boy.
[00:50.02]
[00:50.03]Well I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle.
[00:53.01]When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle;
[00:55.01]and life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle:
[00:57.06]Thank God I'm a country boy.
[00:59.08]
[01:19.04]Well,I wouldn't trade my life for diamonds or jewels,
[01:21.05]I never was one of them money hungry fools.
[01:23.06]I'd rather have my fiddle and my farmin' tools:
[01:26.01]Thank God I'm a country boy.
[01:28.06]
[01:29.01]Yeah, city folk drivin in a black limou sine,
[01:31.01]a lotta sad people thinkin' that's mighty keen.
[01:33.04]Son, let me tell you now exactly what I mean:
[01:35.08]I thank God I'm a country boy.
[01:38.01]
[01:38.03]Well I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle.
[01:40.07]When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle;
[01:42.08]and life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle:
[01:45.07]Thank God I'm a country boy.
[01:48.00]
[02:02.00]
[02:07.02]Well, my fiddle was my daddy's till the day he died,
[02:09.04]and he took me by the hand and held me close to his side.
[02:11.07]He said: "Live a good life and play my fiddle with pride,
[02:13.08]and thank God you're a country boy.
[02:16.06]
[02:16.07]Well,My daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle,
[02:19.04]he taught me how to work and play a tune on the fiddle.
[02:21.05]He taught me how to love and how to give just a little:
[02:25.04]Thank God I'm a country boy.
[02:27.08]
[02:27.09]Well I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle.
[02:30.02]When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle;
[02:32.06]and life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle:
[02:37.03]Thank God I'm a country boy.
[02:43.09]
[02:57.02]