Thank God I'm a Country Girl
Well life on the farm is kinda laid back
Ain't much an old country girl like me can't hack
It's early to rise, early in the sack
I Thank god I'm a country girl
Well a simple kinda life never did no harm
A raisin' me a family and a_workin' on the farm
My days are all filled with an easy country charm
I Thank god i'm a country girl
Well I got me a fine man, I got me old fiddle
When the sun's comin'up I got cakes on the griddle
And life ain't nothin' but a funny funny riddle
I thank god i'm a country girl
When the work's all done and the sun's settin' low
I pull out my fiddle and I raisin'up to the bow
The kids are asleep so I keep kinda low
Thank god I'm a country girl
I'd play Sally Goodin' all day if I could
But the Lord and my man wouldn't think it very good
So I fiddle when I can and I work when I should
I Thank god I'm a country girl
Well I got me a fine man, I got me old fiddle
When the sun's comin'up I got cakes on the griddle
And life ain't nothin' but a funny funny riddle
I Thank god I'm a country girl
Well I wouldn't trade my life for diamonds or jewels
I never was one of them money hungry fools
I'd rather have my fiddle and my farming tools
I Thank God I'm a country girl
Yeah City folk are drivin' in a black limousine
A lotta sad people thinkin' that's a mighty keen
Well son let me tell ya now exactly what i mean
I thank God i'm a country girl
Well I got me a fine man, I got me old 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 girl
Well the fiddle was my daddy's till the day he died
He took me by the hand, held me close to his side
Said live a good life, play my fiddle with pride
Thank god you're a country girl
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, how to give just a little
I Thank god I'm a country girl
Well I got me a fine man, I got me old 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 girl
Well I got me a fine man, I got me old 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 girl
Ain't much an old country girl like me can't hack
It's early to rise, early in the sack
I Thank god I'm a country girl
Well a simple kinda life never did no harm
A raisin' me a family and a_workin' on the farm
My days are all filled with an easy country charm
I Thank god i'm a country girl
Well I got me a fine man, I got me old fiddle
When the sun's comin'up I got cakes on the griddle
And life ain't nothin' but a funny funny riddle
I thank god i'm a country girl
When the work's all done and the sun's settin' low
I pull out my fiddle and I raisin'up to the bow
The kids are asleep so I keep kinda low
Thank god I'm a country girl
I'd play Sally Goodin' all day if I could
But the Lord and my man wouldn't think it very good
So I fiddle when I can and I work when I should
I Thank god I'm a country girl
Well I got me a fine man, I got me old fiddle
When the sun's comin'up I got cakes on the griddle
And life ain't nothin' but a funny funny riddle
I Thank god I'm a country girl
Well I wouldn't trade my life for diamonds or jewels
I never was one of them money hungry fools
I'd rather have my fiddle and my farming tools
I Thank God I'm a country girl
Yeah City folk are drivin' in a black limousine
A lotta sad people thinkin' that's a mighty keen
Well son let me tell ya now exactly what i mean
I thank God i'm a country girl
Well I got me a fine man, I got me old 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 girl
Well the fiddle was my daddy's till the day he died
He took me by the hand, held me close to his side
Said live a good life, play my fiddle with pride
Thank god you're a country girl
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, how to give just a little
I Thank god I'm a country girl
Well I got me a fine man, I got me old 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 girl
Well I got me a fine man, I got me old 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 girl
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Writer(s): Morgan Evans, Jesse Frasure, John Martin Sommers
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