| Lyrics: | 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
Thank God, I'm a country girl
Well a
simple kinda life never did me no harm
A raisin' me a family and a-workin' on the farm
My
days are all filled with an easy country charm
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
When the
work's all done and the sun's settin' low
I pull out my fiddle and I rasin' up the bow
The
kids are asleep so I keep it 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
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
I wouldn't trade
my life for diamonds or jewels
I never was one of them money hungry fools
I'd rather have a
fiddle and my farmin' tools
Thank God I'm a country girl
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
Thank God I'm a country girl
I got me a fine man, I got me old
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 girl
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