Lirik dan Chord Lagu Thank God I'm a Country Boy - John Denver

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Thank God I’m a Country Boy merupakan lagu yang dipopulerkan oleh penyanyi laki-laki asal Amerika Serikat, John Denver. Lagu berdurasi 3 menit 7 detik ini merupakan lagu kelima dalam album bertajuk “Back Home Again” yang dirilis pada tahun 1974. Album ini memuat 12 trek lagu, di antaranya Matthew, Sweet Surrender, dan Back Home Again. Penasaran seperti apa lagunya? Untuk mengetahui lirik lagu dan chord “Thank God I’m a Country Boy” yang dinyanyikan John Denver, simak selengkapnya di bawah ini.

 

Lirik Lagu Thank God I’m a Country Boy – John Denver

[Verse 1] A A D

   Well     life’s on a farm is kinda laid         back, A G E7 ain’t much an old country boy like me can hack. A D It’s early to rise, early in the sack: A E7 A Thank God I’m a country boy. A D A simple kind of life never did me no harm, A G E7 raisin’ me a family and workin’ on a farm. A D My days are all filled with an easy country charm: A E7 A Thank God I’m a country boy.

 

[Chorus] E7 A Well I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle. E7 A When the sun’s comin’ up I got cakes on the griddle; A D and life ain’t nothin’ but a funny, funny riddle: A E7 A Thank God I’m a country boy.

 

[Verse 2] A A D When the work’s all done and the sun’s settin’ low A G E7 I pull out my fiddle and I rosin’ up the bow. A D But the kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low: A E7 A Thank God I’m a country boy. A D I’d play “Sally Goodin’” all day if I could, A G E7 but the lord and my wife wouldn’t take it very good. A D So I fiddle when I can and I work when I should: A E7 A Thank God I’m a country boy.

 

[Chorus] E7 A Well I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle. E7 A When the sun’s comin’ up I got cakes on the griddle; A D and life ain’t nothin’ but a funny, funny riddle: A E7 A Thank God I’m a country boy.

 

[Verse 3] A A D I wouldn’t trade my life for diamonds or jewels, A G E7 I never was one of them money hungry fools. A D I’d rather have my fiddle and my farmin’ tools: A E7 A Thank God I’m a country boy. A D Yeah, city folk drivin in a black limou sine, A G E7 A lotta sad people thinkin’ that’s mighty keen. A D Son, let me tell ya now exactly what I mean A E7 A I thank God I’m a country boy.

 

[Chorus] E7 A Well I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle. E7 A When the sun’s comin’ up I got cakes on the griddle; A D And life ain’t nothin’ but a funny, funny riddle: A E7 A Thank God I’m a country boy.

 

[Verse 4] A A D Well, my fiddle was my daddy’s till the day he died, A G E7 And he took me by the hand and held me close to his side. A D He said: “Live a good life and play my fiddle with pride, A E7 A And thank God you’re a country boy. A D My daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle, A G E7 He taught me how to work and play a tune on the fiddle. A D He taught me how to love and how to give just a little: A E7 A Thank God you’re a country boy.

 

[Chorus] E7 A Well I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle. E7 A When the sun’s comin’ up I got cakes on the griddle; A D and life ain’t nothin’ but a funny, funny riddle: A E7 A Thank God I’m a country boy.