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A-Sleepin´ at the Foot of the Bed -“Little“ Jimmy Dickens

Did you ever sleep

At the foot of the bed

When the weather

Was a whizzin' cold

When the wind

Was a whistlin' round

The house and the moon

Was yeller as gold

You give your good warm mattress

Up to aunt Lizzie and uncle Fred

Too many kinfolks on a bad night

So you went to the foot of the bed

I could always wait till the old folks

Et an 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 boys

Worn out clothes

And let sister have my sled

But I'd always did get my nanny goat

To sleep at the foot of the bed

Was fine enough

When the kinfolks come

And the kids 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'd know darn well

When nighttime come

I was heading

For the foot of the bed

They say some folks don't know

What it is having company

All over the place

To wrestle for cover

On a winter night

With a big foot sitting

In your face

Or a cold toenail

Just a scratching your back

And the foot boards

Scrubbin' your head

I'll tell the world

You ain't lost a thing

Never a sleepin'

At the foot of the bed

I've done it over and over again

In this land of the brave

And the free

And in this awful battle of life

It's left it's mark on me

For I'm always a struggling around

At the foot instead

Of forging ahead

And I don't think

It's caused from a dog

Gone thing but a sleepin'

At the foot of the bed