John Denver Lyrics

John Denver Lyrics

"Thank God I'm Country Boy Lyrics"

Boys & Girls Lyrics
Baby X27 She wants to go fast, and never collapse, and never come back. And he's a real animal gone out of control, who'd rather die young then get old. Baby X7 Boys and girls,they dance like it's the end

Well life's on a farm is kinda laid back
Ain't much an old country boy like me can hack
It's early to rise early in the sack
Thank God I'm a country boy
A simple kind of life never did me no harm
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 old fiddle
When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle
And li
TELEVISION Lyrics
On top of the hour (compulsive my behaviour) I see my life through Sky News (keeping things in order) Keep on watching things unfolding on my wide-screen set Can't contain myself I'm going pay-per-view Thi
fe ain't nothin' but a funny funny riddle
Thank God I'm a country boy

When the work's all done and the sun is settin' low
I pull out my fiddle and I rosin' up the bow
But 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 I work when I should
Thank God I'm a country boy
Well I got me
Natalie Somewhere Lyrics
Hey, wasted boy Don't slash your soul Don't slash your soul, it's all you got Little girl Don't eat the world Don't eat the world all in one piece It goes on and on and on.............('till we) rip it up,
a fine wife...
[ fiddle ]
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 farmin' tools
Thank God I'm a country boy
Yeah city folks drivin' in a black limousine
A lotta sad people think that's mighty keen
Well folks let me tell you exactly what I mean
Thank God I'm a country boy
Well I got me a fine wife...
[ fiddle ]
Well my fiddle was my
The Chronic [Intro] Lyrics
This is dedicated ta da n*ggaz dat been down from day one Welcome to Death Row Like we always do about this time Ha ha ha yeah 9 deuce Death Row Records Creepin while ya sleepin N*ggaz wit attitudes daddy's till the day he died
And he took me by the hand and held me close to his side
He said live a good life play my fiddle with pride
And thank God you're a country boy
Well 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
And thank God I'm a country boy
Well I got me a fine wife...
[ fiddle ]