Freak
08-12-2005, 10:15 AM
When I was a little bitty boy, just up off-a floor.
We used to go down to grandma’s house
every month-end or so.
We’d chicken pie and country ham
'n homemade butter on the bread,
But the best darn thing about grandma’s house
was her great big old feather bed
It was nine feet high, 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, four hound dogs a piggy we stole from the shed.
We didn’t get much sleep but we had a lot of fun
on grandma’s old feather bed.
After the supper we’d sit around the fire,
the old folks’d spit and chew.
Pa would talk about the farm and the war,
and my gran’d sing a ballad or two.
I’d sit and listen and watch the flames,
till the cobwebs filled my head
Next thing I’d know I’d wake up in the morning
In the middle of the old feather bed
It was nine feet high, 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, four hound dogs a piggy we stole from the shed.
We didn’t get much sleep but we had a lot of fun
on grandma’s old 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..... Ewwwww,
but if ever, had, to make a choice
I guess it ought to be said.
That I’d trade them all plus the gal down the road
for grandma’s old feather bed.
It was nine feet high, 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, four hound dogs a piggy we stole from the shed.
We didn’t get much sleep but we had a lot of fun
on grandma’s old feather bed.
We didn’t get much sleep but we had a lot of fun
on grandma’s old feather bed
We used to go down to grandma’s house
every month-end or so.
We’d chicken pie and country ham
'n homemade butter on the bread,
But the best darn thing about grandma’s house
was her great big old feather bed
It was nine feet high, 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, four hound dogs a piggy we stole from the shed.
We didn’t get much sleep but we had a lot of fun
on grandma’s old feather bed.
After the supper we’d sit around the fire,
the old folks’d spit and chew.
Pa would talk about the farm and the war,
and my gran’d sing a ballad or two.
I’d sit and listen and watch the flames,
till the cobwebs filled my head
Next thing I’d know I’d wake up in the morning
In the middle of the old feather bed
It was nine feet high, 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, four hound dogs a piggy we stole from the shed.
We didn’t get much sleep but we had a lot of fun
on grandma’s old 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..... Ewwwww,
but if ever, had, to make a choice
I guess it ought to be said.
That I’d trade them all plus the gal down the road
for grandma’s old feather bed.
It was nine feet high, 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, four hound dogs a piggy we stole from the shed.
We didn’t get much sleep but we had a lot of fun
on grandma’s old feather bed.
We didn’t get much sleep but we had a lot of fun
on grandma’s old feather bed