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John Denver - Thank God Im A Coutry Boy tab
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Thank God I’m A Country Boy By John Denver Presentd by Boumar55 Bb scale Bb, D#, F (Verse 1) Bb Well life on the farm is kinda laid back F Aint much an old country boy like me cant hack Bb D# Its early to rise, early in the sack F Bb Thank God Im a country boy Bb Well a simple kinda life never did me no harm F A raisin me a family and workin on a farm Bb D# My days are all filled with an easy country charm F Bb Thank God Im a country boy (Chorus) F Bb Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle F Bb When the suns comin up I got cakes on the griddle D# Life aint nothin but a funy funny riddle F Bb Thank God Im a country boy (Verse 2) Bb When the works all done and the suns settlin low F I pull out my fiddle and I rosin up the bow Bb D# The kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low F Bb Thank God Im a country boy Bb Id play Sally Goodin all day if I could F But the lord and my wife wouldnt take it very good Bb D# So I fiddle when I could, work when I should F Bb Thank God Im a country boy (Chorus) [ Tab from: http://www.guitaretab.com/j/john-denver/118114.html ] F Bb Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle F Bb When the suns comin up I got cakes on the griddle D# Life aint nothin but a funy funny riddle F Bb Thank God Im a country boy Bb Well I wouldnt trade my life for diamonds and jewels F I never was one of them money hungry fools Bb D# Iid rather have my fiddle and my farmin tools F Bb Thank God Im a country boy Bb Yeah, city folk drivin in a black limousine F A lotta sad people thinkin thats mighty keen Bb D# Son, let me tell ya now exactly what I mean F Bb Thank God Im a country boy (Chorus) F Bb Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle F Bb When the suns comin up I got cakes on the griddle D# Life aint nothin but a funy funny riddle F Bb Thank God Im a country boy Bb Well, my fiddle was my daddys till the day he died F And he took me by the hand and held me close to his side Bb D# Said, live a good life and play my fiddle with pride F Bb And thank God youre a country boy Bb My daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle F Taught me how to work and play a tune on the fiddle Bb D# Taught me how to love and how to give just a little F Bb Thank God Im a country boy (Chorus) F Bb Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle F Bb When the suns comin up I got cakes on the griddle D# Life aint nothin but a funy funny riddle F Bb Thank God Im a country boy  |