Thank God I'm a Country Boy - John Denver & The Muppets

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 Thank God I'm a country boy Well a simple kinda life never did me no harm A 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 a fiddle When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle Life ain't nothin' but a funy funny riddle Thank God I'm a country boy When the work's all done and the sun's settlin' low I pull out my fiddle and I rosin up the bow 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 could, work when I should Thank God I'm a country boy Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle Life ain't nothin' but a funy funny riddle Thank God I'm a country boy Well I wouldn't trade my life for diamonds and jewels I never was one of them money hungry fools Iid rather have my fiddle and my farmin' tools Thank God I'm a country boy Yeah, city folk drivin' in a black limousine A lotta sad people thinkin' that's mighty keen Son, let me tell ya now exactly what I mean Thank God I'm a country boy Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle Life ain't nothin' but a funy 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 Said, live a good life and play my fiddle with pride And thank God you're a country boy My daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle Taught me how to work and play a tune on the fiddle 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 a fiddle When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle Life ain't nothin' but a funy funny riddle Thank God I'm a country boy Thank God I'm a country boy

Well life on the farm is kinda laid back Ain't much an old country boy like me can't hack Early to rise, early in the sack Thank God I'm a country boy A simple kinda life never did me no harm A 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 a fiddle When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle 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 settlin' low I pull out my fiddle and I rosin up the bow 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 work when I should Thank God I'm a country boy Well I got me a fine wife, I got me a fiddle When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle Life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle Thank God I'm a country boy Thank God I'm a country boy I wouldn't trade my life for diamonds and 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 Limousine A lotta sad people thinkin' that's mighty keen Now folks, let me tell you now exactly what I mean Thank God I'm a country boy Well I got me a fine wife, I got me a fiddle When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle Life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle Thank God I'm a country boy Thank God I'm a country boy Well, my fiddle was my daddy's till the day he died He took me by the hand, held me close to his side He said, "Live a good life and play my fiddle with pride" Thank God I'm a country boy 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 a fiddle When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle Life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle Thank God I'm a country boy Thank God I'm a country boy

Well life in the scrub is kinda laid back Aint much a young ringer like me cant hack Got a four wheel drive and a red dust track Thank god I'm a country boy Well working on the land never bothered me Im a strong hard lad from a big country Way out here is where I ever want to be Thank god I'm a country boy Spend all week long working in the sun When i get a little time im going to have some fun Im a laid back beer-drinking Australian Thank god I'm a country boy Wearing old blue jeans and a Jackie Howe I jump in the ute and I head into town Get a little rough, get a little loud Thank god I'm a country boy Now we're all pals but we all mean well Everybody's got a joke or a yarn to tell So settle right in say what the hell Thank god I'm a country boy Spend all week long working in the sun When i get a little time im going to have some fun Im a laid back beer-drinking Australian Thank god I'm a country boy I got an old wood shack by the brigalow A place to fish when the river flows And you're welcome there if you ever want to go Thank god I'm a country boy Kicking back on a sunday afternoon Sitting down in the shade without much to do Hey grab another beer and light the BBQ Thanks god I'm a country boy Spend all week long working in the sun When i get a little time im going to have some fun Im a laid back beer-drinking Australian Thank god I'm a country boy Well working on the land never bothered me Im a strong hard lad from a big country Josh way out here is where I ever want to be Thank god I'm a country boy Spend all week long working in the sun When i get a little time im going to have some fun Im a laid back beer-drinking Australian Thank god I'm a country boy

I ain't gonna marry in the fall He ain't gonna marry in the spring 'Cause I'm in love with a pretty little girl Who wears a diamond ring And I'm just a country boy Money have I none But I've got silver in the stars Gold in the mornin' sun Gold in the mornin' sun Never gonna kiss The Ruby red lips Of the prettiest girl in town Never gonna ask her if she'd Marry me I know she'd turn me down 'Cause I'm just a country boy Money have I none But I've got silver in the stars And gold in the mornin' sun Gold in the mornin' sun I never could afford A store bought ring With a sparkling diamond stone All I could afford Is a loving heart The only one I own 'Cause I'm just a country boy Money have I none But I've got silver in the stars And gold in the mornin' sun Gold in the mornin' sun

I had an uncle named Matthew He was his father's only boy Born just south of Colby, Kansas He was his mother's pride and joy Yes, and joy was just the thing that he was raised on Love was just the way to live and die Gold was just a windy Kansas wheatfield And blue's just a Kansas summer sky All the stories that he told me Back when I was just a lad All the memories that he gave me All the good times that he had Growin' up a Kansas farm boy Life was mostly havin' fun Ridin' on his daddy's shoulders Behind a view beneath the sun Yes, and joy was just the thing that he was raised on Love was just the way to live and die Gold was just a windy Kansas wheatfield And blue's just a Kansas summer sky Well, I guess there were some hard times And I'm told some years were lean They had a storm in forty-seven A twister came and stripped them clean He lost the farm and lost his family He lost the wheat and lost his home But he found a family Bible Faith as solid as a stone Yes, and joy was just the thing that he was raised on Love was just the way to live and die Gold was just a windy Kansas wheatfield And blue's just a Kansas summer sky So he came to live at our house And he came to work the land He came to ease my daddy's burden And he came to be my friend So I wrote this down for Matthew And it's for him the song is sung Ridin' on his daddy's shoulders Behind a mule beneath the sun Yes, and joy was just the thing that he was raised on Love was just the way to live and die Gold was just a windy Kansas wheat field Blue's just a Kansas summer sky Yes, and joy was just the thing that he was raised on Love was just the way to live and die Gold was just a windy Kansas wheatfield Blue's just a Kansas summer sky

City sidewalks, busy sidewalks Dressed in holiday style In the air, there's a feeling of Christmas Children laughing, people passing Meeting smile after smile And on every street corner, you'll hear Silver bells, silver bells It's Christmastime in the city Ring-a-ling, hear them ring Soon it will be Christmas day Silver bells, silver bells It's Christmastime in the city Ring-a-ling, hear them ring Soon it will be Christmas day Soon it will be Christmas day

The wind is the whisper of our mother the earth The wind is the hand of our father the sky The wind watches over our struggles and pleasures The wind is the goddess who first learned to fly The wind is the bearer of bad and good tidings The weaper of darkness, the bringer of dawn The wind gives the rain, then builds us a rainbow The wind is the singer who sang the first song The wind is a twister of anger and warning The wind brings the fragrance of freshly mown hay The wind is a racer, a wild stallion running The sweet taste of love on a slow summer's day The wind knows the songs of the cities and canyons The thunder of mountains, the roar of the sea The wind is the taker and giver of mornings The wind is the symbol of all that is free So welcome the wind and the wisdom she offers Follow her summons when she calls again In your heart and your spirit let the breezes surround you Lift up your voice then and sing with the wind

Josie works the counter at the downtown five and dime Anything at all to help her pass the time Her mama keeps the baby and grandpa rambles on About the good times playing in his mind It's a hard life livin' when you're lonely It's a long night sleepin' alone It's a hard time waitin' for tomorrow It's a long, long way home Josie spends the evening with the people on the pages Of the paperback she picked up at the store Or sometimes it's the TV or she'll try to write a letter, whoa But they don't come too often anymore It's a hard life livin' when you're lonely It's a long night sleepin' alone It's a hard time waitin' for tomorrow It's a long, long way home I stare at the gray walls before me And I see her face in the stone I try to imagine our baby I wish they would let me go home I wish they would let me go home I wish they would let me go home It's a hard life livin' when you're lonely (I wish they would let me go home) It's a long night sleepin' alone (I wish they would let me go home) It's a hard time waitin' for tomorrow (I wish they would let me go home) It's a long, long way home (I wish they would let me go home) It's a long, long way home (I wish they would let me go home) Bring me and the other boys home (I wish they would let me go home) Bring me and the other boys home

This song was first released on the Farewell Andromeda Album. It is the only album it has been released on. On a snow covered night Up in Eastern Wyoming Another lazy day Lookin' for the sun In a draughty old cabin Outside a whiskey basin Another shining light And a good man on the run There's a lady back in Laramie And her reason no one else can see For him to spend The winter on his own Nothing much for him to do tomorrow Just a matter of survival Another friendly fight In a life chocked full of fun Yodalling It's a special kind of medicine And all that you can do is win Though it tastes so sweet You can refuse Put your heart on the table Fill your fountain with moonshine Another empty case of The Whiskey Basin Blues Yodalling Words and music by John Denver