 Grandma’s feather bed lyrics ( John denver )   
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 Rate Grandma’s Feather Bed
Artist : John denver
Song : Grandma’s feather bed
This song appears on twelve albums, and was first
released on the back home again album. it has
been released on the greatest hits vol 2,
favourites, changes, the country roads collection
and ro
Ountain holiday albums. live versions also appear
on the an evening with john denver, live in
london, country classics, the very best of john
denver (2 cd), the john denver collection - rocky
mo
N high and live at the sydney opera house
albums.
When I was a little bitty boy
Just up off-a floor
We used to go down to grandma’s house
Every monthend or so
We’d chicken pie and country ham
ˇ®n homemade butter on the bread
But the best darn thing about grandma’s house
Was her great big feather bed
It was nine feet high 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 ˇ®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 the supper we’d sit around the fire
The old folks’d spit and chew
Pa would talk about the farm and the war
And my grann’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
It was nine feet high 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 ˇ®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
Love granny and grandpa too
Been fishing with my uncle, I rassled with my
cousin
I even kissed aunt lou
But if ever had to make a choice
I guess it ought to be said
That I’d trade them all plus the gal down the
road
For grandma’s feather bed
It was nine feet high 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 ˇ®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
Words and music by jim connor
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