Thank God I'm A Country Boy

John Denver

1975

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Het werd geschreven door John Martin Sommers, een gitaar / banjo / viool / mandoline speler in back-up band van Denver, op 31 december 1973 (Denver's dertigste verjaardag) toen hij reed vanuit zijn huis in Aspen, Colorado naar Los Angeles. Sommers herinnert zich dat hij op dat moment zich "vredig, gelukkig en tevreden" met zijn lot in het leven voelde, en begon onderweg wat aantekeningen te krabbelen over zijn gelukzalige toestand. Zij dienden als inspiratie voor de song.

Wist je dat? Het lied is in de snelle 2/4 maatsoort die typisch is voor Country-western twee beat maat. De verzen en zowel refrein bestaan uit 13 twee-beat maten waar je eigenlijk twaalf twee-beat maten mocht verwachten. Emotioneel, creëert dit expres een lichte vertraging, een muzikale eigenaardigheid dat betekent dat het lied (in tegenstelling tot veel anderen in 2/4) kan niet worden geteld in 4/4.

Artiest

John Denver

A-kant Titel

Thank God I'm A Country Boy

A-kant Lengte

2:47

A-kant Componist(en)

John Martin Sommers

A-kant Producer(s)

Milton Okun, Kris O'Connor

B-kant titel

My Sweet Lady

B-kant lengte

4:45

B-kant componist(en)

John Denver

B-kant producer(s)

Milton Okun, Kris O'Connor

Platenlabel

RCA

Catalogusnr

PB-10239

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Hoogste positie US

Album

Back Home Again

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Thank God I'm A Country Boy

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 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 boy

When the work's all done and the sun's settin' 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 can, work when I should
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
Life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle
Thank God I'm a country boy

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 folk drivin' in a black limousine
A lotta sad people thinkin' that's a mighty keen
Son, let me tell ya now exactly what I mean
I 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
Life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle
Thank God I'm a country boy

Well, my fiddle was my daddy's til the day he died
And he took me by the hand and held me close to his side
He 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
He 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 old fiddle
When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle
Life ain't nothing but a funny, funny riddle
Thank God I'm a country boy