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    A-Sleepin' At The Foot Of The Bed

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      About "A-Sleepin' At The Foot Of The Bed"

      Lyrics for Connie Smith - "A-Sleepin' At The Foot Of The Bed"

      Well did you ever sleep at the foot of the bed when the weather was whizzin' cold
      When the wind was a howlin' round the house and the moon was yeller as gold
      And you give your good warm mattress up to Aunt Lizzie and Uncle Fred
      How too many kinfolks on a bad night and you went to the foot of the bed
      Well I could always wait till the old folks ate and eat the leavin's with grace
      The teacher could keep me after school I'd still have a smile on my face
      I could wear the big girls' wornout clothes or let sister have my sled
      But it always did get my nanny goat to sleep at the foot of the bed
      [ ac.guitar ]
      It was fine enough when kinfolks come and the kid brought brand new games
      You could see how fat all the old folks was and learn all the babies' names
      Had biscuits and custard and chicken pie we all got Sunday fed
      But I always knew when nighttime come I was headed for the foot of the bed
      Now they say some folks don't know what it is havin' company all over the place
      To rassle for cover on a winter night with a big foot settin' in your face
      Or cold toenails a scratchin' your back and the footboard scrubbin' your head
      Well I'll tell the world you ain't lost a thing never sleepin' at the foot of the bed
      Well I've done it over and over again in this land of the brave and the free
      And in this all fired battle of life it's left its mark on me
      For I'm always a strugglin' around at the foot instead of forgin' ahead
      And I don't think it's caused from a doggone thing
      But a sleepin' at the foot of the bed

      SONGWRITERS:
      PATRICK, LUTHER / WILSON, EUGENE
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