When I was ____a little bitty boy________just up offa the floor
We used to go down___ to grandma's house_____every month end or so
We'd have chicken pie, country ham____homemade butter on the bread
But the best darn thing about grandma's house____was the great big feather
bed
CHORUS
It was nine feet high and six feet wide ______and 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 could hold eight kids and four hound dogs ___and a piggy we stole from the
shed
We didn't get much sleep but we had a lot of fun ___on grandma's feather bed.
After supper we'd sit around the fire___the old folks'd spit and chew
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
Next thing I'd know I'd wake up in the morning____in the middle of the old
feather bed.
REPEAT CHORUS
Well, I love my ma, I love my pa_____I love granny and grandpa too
I've been fishin' with my uncles, wrestled with my cousins____I even kissed
Aunt Lou (oo!)
But if I ever had to make a choice_____I guess it oughta be said
I'd trade them all plus the gal down the road____for that great big feather
bed
Yes I'd trade them all plus the gal down the road____mumble: "well maybe
I'd better reconsider_____about the gal down the road")