Folk & Traditional Song Lyrics www.traditionalmusic.co.uk Sleepin' at the Foot of the Bed 
Sleepin' at the Foot of the Bed (Little Jimmy Dickens, Wilson - L. Patrick) 
Did you ever sleep at the foot of the bed When the weather was a-whizzin' cold When the wind was whistlin' around 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 til the old folks "et" 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 boys' wornout clothes And let sister have my sled But it 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 see how fat all the old folks wuz And learn all the babies' names Had biscuits and custard and chicken pie We all got Sunday fed But I knowed durn well when my time come I would head for the foot of the bed. 
They say some folks don't know what it is Havin' comp'ny all over the place To wrap up a cover on a winter night With a big foot settin' in your face Or cold toenails a-scratchin' your back And the foot-board scrubbin' your head I'll tell the world you ain't lost a thing Never 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 "all fired" battle of life It's left its' mark on me For I'm always a-strugglin' at the foot 
Instead of forgin' ahead And I don't think it's caused by a doggone thing But sleepin' at the foot of the bed. 
GG apr97