I was a little bitty boy,
homemade butter on the red
But the best darn thing about
was the great big feather bed
It was nine feet high and six feet wide,
It was made from the feathers
of four and eleven geese,
took a whole boat of cloth for to take
It'd hold eight kids and four hound dogs
and a piggy we stole from the shed
After supper we'd sit around the fire,
the old folks would spit and chew
Paul would talk about the
and my granny'd sing a ballad or two
And I'd sit and listen and watch the fire
till the cobwebs filled my head
I'd wake up in the morning
in the middle of the old featherbed
It was nine feet high and six feet wide,
It was made from the feathers
took a whole bolt of cloth for the tick
It hauled eight kids, four hound dogs,
and a piggy we stole from a shed
I love my ma and I love my pa,
love granny and grandpa too.
I've been fishin' with my uncle,
But if I ever had to make a choice,
I guess it ought to be said,
for grandma's bed to bed.
It was nine feet high and six feet wide,
It was made from the feathers
took a whole boat of cloth for the dick.
It hauled eight kids, four hound dogs,
and a picket with a skull from a shed
