Grandma’s Feather Bed — текст песни (John Denver)

When I was a little bitty boy
Just up off-a 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 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, 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 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 knew Id 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, 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, an` I love my Pa
Love Granny and Grandpa too
Been fishing with my uncle, I wrestled with my cousin
I even kissed Aunt Lou oooh
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, 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