... in response to American woman here all nice, posted by febtember on Feb 18, 2002.. of living in the country. Where you live, most people are nice and friendly to each other and help each other out. Not so in the cities. Get used to lots and lots of bunny babies - hope you like rabbit stew.
-- Jeff Spira
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.
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.
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 life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle:
Thank God I'm a country boy.