Grandma's Featherbed

When I was a wee little boy, just up off of the floor,
We used to go out to Grandma's house 
Every month end or so.
We'd have chicken, pie, country ham 
And homemade butter on the bread.
But the best darn thing about Grandma's house 
Was the 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-eleven geese,
Took a whole bolt of cloth for the tick.
It would hold eight kids and four hound dogs 
And the piggy we stole from the shed.
We didn't get much sleep 
But we had a lot of fun on Grandma's feather bed.

Well, after supper we'd sit around the fire, and the old folks bit the shoe.
Pa would talk about the farm and the war, and Granny'd sing a ballad or two.
I'd sit and listen and watch the fire till the cobwebs filled my head,
The next thing I'd know I'd wake up in the morning
in the middle of that 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-eleven geese,
Took a whole bolt of cloth for the tick.
It would hold eight kids and four hound dogs 
And the piggy we stole from the shed.
We didn't get much sleep 
But we had a lot of fun on Grandma's feather bed.

Well I love my Ma and I love my Pa, 
I love Granny and Grandpa too.
I’ve been fishing with my uncle, 
I wrestled with my cousin 
And I even kissed Aunt Lou, ew!
But if I ever had to make a choice, 
Well I guess it oughta be said
That I'd trade 'em 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-eleven geese,
Took a whole bolt of cloth for the tick.
It would hold eight kids and four hound dogs 
And the piggy we stole from the shed.
We didn't get much sleep 
But we had a lot of fun on Grandma's feather bed.
We didn't get much sleep 
But we had a lot of fun on Grandma's feather bed.

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