Chords for Thank God I'm a Country Boy by John Denver LYRICS (HQ)

_ _ _ _ _ Well, life on the farm is kinda laid back Ain't much of an old country boy like me can't hack
Third little ride, early in the sack Thank God I'm a country boy
Well, a simple kinda life never did me no harm Raisin' me a family and workin' on the farm
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, the pancakes on the griddle
Life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle Thank God I'm a country boy
[C#] [A] When the work's all done and the [Dm] sun sets [A] low Pull out my [G] fiddle and I razzin' up [A] the bow
Kids are asleep so [D] I keep a tattle-o And [A] thank God I'm a country boy
I'd play Sally Gooden all [D] day if I [A] could But the Lord and my [G] wife wouldn't take it very [D] good
So I fiddle when [E] I can, [D] work when I should [A] Thank God I'm a country boy
[E] Well, I got me a [A] fine wife, I got me old [E] fiddle When the sun's comin' [A] up, the pancakes on the griddle
[F#m] Life ain't nothin' but a funny, [Dm] funny riddle [A] Thank God I'm a country boy
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[A] _ [E] _ [A] _ I wouldn't trade my life for [D] diamond jewels [A] I never was [G] one of them money-hungry [A] fools
I'd rather have [E] my fiddle and [D] my farmland too [A] Thank God I'm a country boy
Yeah, I see the folks drivin' in the black limousine A lot of sad [G] people thinkin' that I'm a mighty [A] king
Son, let me tell you [D] now exactly what I mean I [A] thank God I'm a country boy
[E] Well, I got me a [A] fine wife, I got me old [E] fiddle When the sun's comin' [A] up, the pancakes on the griddle
Life [F#m] ain't nothin' but a funny, [D] funny riddle [A] Thank [E] God I'm a country [A] boy
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[D] _ _ [A] _ [Em] _ [A] _ my fiddle wasn't my daddy's till the [Dm] day he [A] died And he took me by the [G] hand, held [D] me close to his side
[A] Said, live a good life, play my fiddle [D] with pride And [A] thank [E] God you're a country [A] boy
Well, my daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle Taught me how to [G] work and buy ya things on [A] a fiddle
Taught me [E] how to love and [D] how to give just a little
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_ [A] God I'm a country boy
[E] Well, I got me a fine [A] wife, I got me old fiddle [E] When the sun's comin' up, [A] the pancakes on the griddle
[F#m] Life ain't [E] nothin' but a [D] funny, funny riddle Thank [Am] _ _ _ _ _
[C] God I'm a [A] country boy _ _ _ _
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