 Well, my fiddle was my daddy's till 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 and cry And thank God you're a country boy Well, my daddy taught me young how to hop and how to riddle Taught me how to work and play a tune on a fiddle 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 old fiddle When the sun's coming up, I got cakes on the riddle Life ain't nothing but a funny, funny riddle