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 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

Dibidi ba didi dou dou Di ba didi dou Didi didldildidldidil houdihoudi dey dou Dibidi ba didi dou dou Di ba didi dou Didi didldildidldidil houdihoudi dey dou Yee ha! Here we go Dibidi ba didi dou dou Di ba didi dou Didi didldildidldidil houdihoudi dey dou Dibidi ba didi dou dou Di ba didi dou Didi didldildidldidil houdihoudi dey dou That's it Dibidi ba didi dou dou Di ba didi dou Didi didldildidldidil houdihoudi dey dou Dibidi ba didi dou dou Di ba didi dou Didi didldildidldidil houdihoudi dey dou That's always doing All right, everybody now here we go It's a brand new version of the do see do Just stomp you feet and clap your hands Come on everybody, it's the hamsterdance Bounce in time, to the beat Hey, you don't even have to move your feet Just shake your thing, let me see you move Now spin around and feel the groove Yee ha! let's try it Dibidi ba didi dou dou Di ba didi dou Didi didldildidldidil houdihoudi dey dou Dibidi ba didi dou dou Di ba didi dou Didi didldildidldidil houdihoudi dey dou You're catching on Dibidi ba didi dou dou Di ba didi dou Didi didldildidldidil houdihoudi dey dou Dibidi ba didi dou dou Di ba didi dou Didi didldildidldidil houdihoudi dey dou Yee ha! terrific Come on everybody, clap your hands Come on everybody, it's the hamsterdance Come on everybody, cla-clap your hands Come on everybody, it's the hamsterdance Here comes the music yee ha! Dibidi ba didi dou dou Di ba didi dou Didi didldildidldidil houdihoudi dey dou Dibidi ba didi dou dou Di ba didi dou Didi didldildidldidil houdihoudi dey dou Ha ha ha ha ha

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