Letra

When I was a little bitty boy just up of the floor We used to go out to grandma's house every mounth end or so Have chicken pie and country ham, homemade butter on the bread But the best darn thing about grandma's house was a 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 It'd hold eight kids 'n' four hound dogs and a piggy we stole from the shed Didn't get much sleep but had a lot of fun on grandma's feather bed After supper we'd sit around the fire, the old folks would spit and chew Pa would talk about the farm and the war, granny'd sing a ballad or two And I'd sit and listen and watch the fire till the cobwebs filled my head Next thing I'd know I'd wake up in the mornin' 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 It'd hold eight kids and four hound dogs and a piggy we stole from the shed Didn't get much sleep but we had a lot of fun on grandma's feather bed Well I love my Ma, I love my Pa, I love granny and grandpa too I've been fishing with my uncle, I've wrestled with my cousin, I even kissed aunt Lou... eww! But if I ever had to make a choice, I guess it ought to be said... I'd trade 'em all plus the gal down the road for grandma's feather bed Yes i'd trade 'em all, plus the gal down the road... ...Well, maybe I'd better reconsider about the gal down the road!! 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 It'd hold eight kids and four hound dogs and a piggy we stole from the shed Didn't get much sleep but we had a lot of fun on grandma's feather bed. Yow!
Writer(s): Jim Connor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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