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