Grandma's Feather Bed

When I was a little bitty boy

Just up off-a floor

We used to go down to Grandmas house

Every monthend or so

Wed chicken pie and country ham

N homemade butter on the bread

But the best darn thing about Grandmas house

Was her great big feather bed

It was nine feet high and six feet wide

Soft as a downy chick

It was made from the feathers of forty-leven geese

Took a whole bolt of cloth for the tick

Itd hold eight kids n four hound dogs

And a piggy we stole from the shed

We didnt get much sleep but we had a lot of fun

On Grandma's feather bed

After the supper wed sit around the fire

The old folksd spit and chew

Pa would talk about the farm and the war

And my Grannd sing a ballad or two

Id sit and listen and watch the fire

Till the cobwebs filled my head

Next thing Id know Id wake up in the morning

In the middle of the old feather bed

It was nine feet high and six feet wide

Soft as a downy chick

It was made from the feathers of forty-leven geese

Took a whole bolt of cloth for the tick

Itd hold eight kids n four hound dogs

And a piggy we stole from the shed

We didnt get much sleep but we had a lot of fun

On Grandma's feather bed

Well I love my Ma, I love my Pa

Love Granny and Grandpa too

Been fishing with my uncle, I rassled with my cousin

I even kissed Aunt Lou

But if ever had to make a choice

I guess it ought to be said

That Id trade them all plus the gal down the road

For Grandma's feather bed

It was nine feet high and six feet wide

Soft as a downy chick

It was made from the feathers of forty-leven geese

Took a whole bolt of cloth for the tick

Itd hold eight kids n four hound dogs

And a piggy we stole from the shed

We didnt get much sleep but we had a lot of fun

On Grandma's feather bed