Now when I was a little bitty boy
Just up off the floor
We used to go down to grandma's house
Every month end or so
We had chicken pie and country ham
And 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
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 that 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 'round the fire
The old folks, 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
And the next thing I knew, I'd wake up in the mornin'
In the middle of the old feather bed
And 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 that 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've wrestled with my cousin
I even kissed Aunt Lou, eww
But if I had to make a choice
I guess it ought to be said
That I'd trade 'em all in plus the girl down the road
For Grandma's feather bed
Well, 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 that we stole from the shed
We didn't get much sleep but we had a lot of fun
On grandma's feather bed