Thank God I'm A Country Boy аккорды от 
John Denver 
Тональность: A major•
Verse 1
Well, life on the farm is kinda laid back
Ain't much an old country boy
like me can't hack
It's early to rise, early in the sack
I thank God I'm a country boy
Verse 2
Well, a simple kinda life never did me no harm
A raisin' me a family and workin' on the farm
My days are all filled
with an easy country charm
Thank God I'm a country boy
Chorus 1
Well, I got me a fine wife I got me an ol' 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
Verse 3
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When the work's all done
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and the sun's settlin' low
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D
I pull out my fiddle and I rosin up the bow
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The kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low
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And thank God I'm a country boy
Verse 4
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I'd play Sally Goodin all day if I could
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But the Lord and my wife
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wouldn't take it very good
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So I fiddle when I can, work when I should
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Thank God I'm a country boy
Chorus 2
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Well, I got me a fine wife I got me an ol' fiddle
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When the sun's comin' up
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I got cakes on the griddle
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F#m
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D
Life ain't nothin' but a funny funny riddle
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E
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Thank God I'm a country boy, woo
Solo 1
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F#m
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Solo 2
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Verse 5
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Well, I wouldn't trade my life
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for diamonds or jewels
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I never was one of them money hungry fools
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I'd rather have my fiddle and my farmin' tools
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Thank God I'm a country boy
Verse 6
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Yeah, city folk drivin' in a black limousine
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A lotta sad people thinkin' that's a mighty keen
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Well, son, let me tell ya now
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D
exactly what I mean
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I thank God I'm a country boy
Chorus 3
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Well, I got me a fine wife I got me an ol' fiddle
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When the sun's comin' up
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I got cakes on the griddle
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F#m
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D
Life ain't nothin' but a funny funny riddle
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E
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Thank God I'm a country boy, yes sir
Solo 3
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F#m
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Solo 4
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Verse 7
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Well, my fiddle was my daddy's
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'til the day he died
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And he took me by the hand,
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held me close to his side
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Said, "live a good life, play my fiddle with pride
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And thank God you're a country boy
Verse 8
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Well, my daddy taught me young
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how to hunt and how to whittle
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Taught me how to work
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and play a tune on the fiddle
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He taught me how to love
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and how to give just a little
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And thank God I'm a country boy
Chorus 4
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Well, I got me a fine wife I got me an ol' fiddle
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When the sun's comin' up
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I got cakes on the griddle
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F#m
E
D
Life ain't nothin' but a funny funny riddle
Outro 1
Woo, thank God I'm a country boy, yes
[Fiddle melody]
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[Fiddle break]
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