When I was a little bitty boy

Just up off a floor

We used to go down to Grandma's house

Ev'ry month end or so,

We'd heva chicken pie and country ham

'N' home made butter on the bread

But the best darn thing about Grandma's house

Was her great big feather bed

It was nine feet tall 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

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 mornin'

In the middle of the old feather bed

It was nine feet tall 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

We 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 been fishin' with my uncle

I wrassled with my cousin

I even kissed Aunt Lou ooo!

But if I ever had to make a choice

I guess it oughta be said

That I'd trade 'em all plus the gal down the road

For Grandma's feather bed

I'd trade 'em all plus the gal down the road ...

It was nine feet tall 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

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