Accordi e testo completo di "Thank God I’m a Country Boy" di John Denver per chitarra. Tonalità: LA. Accordi principali: LA, RE, SOL, FA#m, MI, SI7/RE#, MI7. Spartito con accordi sopra il testo, trasponibile su Strimpello.

Tonalità

LA

Accordi

LA, RE, SOL, FA#m, MI, SI7/RE#, MI7

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Quali sono gli accordi di Thank God I’m a Country Boy di John Denver?
Gli accordi usati in "Thank God I’m a Country Boy" di John Denver sono: LA, RE, SOL, FA#m, MI, SI7/RE#, MI7. Tonalità: LA.
In che tonalità è Thank God I’m a Country Boy?
"Thank God I’m a Country Boy" di John Denver è in tonalità LA.
Dove trovo il testo e gli accordi di Thank God I’m a Country Boy?
Testo e accordi completi di "Thank God I’m a Country Boy" sono su Strimpello: https://strimpello.com/song/thank-god-im-a-country-boy.
Chi canta Thank God I’m a Country Boy?
"Thank God I’m a Country Boy" è interpretata da John Denver.

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Thank God I’m a Country Boy
John Denver
Key: LA
LA
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

I 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 the 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 an ol' 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 boy

         LA
When the work's all done 

                       RE
and the sun's settlin' low

LA                         SOL          RE
I pull out my fiddle and I rosin up the bow

    LA        FA#m       MI            RE
The kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low

      LA        MI       LA
Thank God I'm a country boy

                                   RE
I'd play Sally Goodin all day if I could

        LA
But the Lord and my wife 

         SOL          RE
wouldn't take it very good

     LA            FA#m      MI          RE
So I fiddle when I can and I work when I should

      LA        MI       LA
Thank God I'm a country boy

       MI                   LA
Well I got me a fine wife I got me an ol' fiddle

         MI                    LA
When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle

           FA#m          MI          RE
Life ain't nothin' but a funny funny riddle

      LA        MI        LA
Thank God I'm a country boy, woo

LA    RE LA   SOL RE LA FA#m MI RE    LA MI LA

LA    RE LA   SOL RE LA FA#m MI RE    LA MI LA

       LA                                     RE    
Well I wouldn't trade my life for diamonds or jewels

  LA                    SOL          RE
I never was one of them money hungry fools

    LA             FA#m          MI      RE
I'd rather have my fiddle and my farmin' tools

      LA        MI       LA
Thank God I'm a country boy

                                        RE
Yeah, city folk drivin' in a black limousine

  LA                        SOL             RE
A lotta sad people thinkin' that's a mighty keen

      LA          FA#m         MI            RE
Well, son, let me tell ya now exactly what I mean

        LA        MI       LA
I thank God I'm a country boy

       MI                   LA
Well I got me a fine wife I got me an ol' fiddle

         MI                    LA
When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle

           FA#m          MI          RE
Life ain't nothin' but a funny funny riddle

      LA        MI        LA
Thank God I'm a country boy, woo

LA    RE LA   SOL RE LA FA#m MI RE    LA MI LA

LA    RE LA   SOL RE LA FA#m MI RE    LA MI LA

         LA                                    RE
Well, my fiddle was my daddy's 'til the day he died

       LA
And he took me by the hand, 

        SOL          RE
held me close to his side

       LA          FA#m          MI          RE
Said, "live a good life, play my fiddle with pride

          LA           MI       LA
And thank God you're a country boy"

Well, my daddy taught me young how 

                   RE
to hunt and how to whittle

LA                              SOL         RE
Taught me how to work to play a tune on the fiddle

   LA               FA#m
He taught me how to love 

           MI          RE
and how to give just a little

          LA        MI      LA
And thank God I'm a country boy

       MI                   LA
Well I got me a fine wife I got me an ol' fiddle

         MI                    LA
When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle

           FA#m          MI          RE
Life ain't nothin' but a funny funny riddle

Thank God I'm a country boy, yes

LA      RE SI7/RE# MI7    LA

LA      MI LA

Thank God I’m a Country Boy

John Denver · Key LA

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
I 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 the 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 an ol' 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 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 can and I work when I should
Thank God I'm a country boy
Well I got me a fine wife I got me an ol' 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, woo
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
Well, 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 an ol' 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, woo
Well, my fiddle was my daddy's 'til the day he died
And he took me by the hand,
held me close to his side
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
Taught me how to work to 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 I got me an ol' 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, yes

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