Woorden: Brenda Lee. Brenda Lee Now. Big Four Poster Bed.
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(Shel Silverstein)
It was just boards of rough cut pine,
And a quilt of patch work cotton
A place to lay your body down was that big four poster bed.
Daddy built it out of pine two days before the wedding.
They say the neighbours cheered and hollered till his face got red.
And Mama brought the feather pillows and some handmade bedding.
And they spent their wedding night in that big four poster bed.
That night they swore like that bed their love would last forever
And they'd ask no more of life than the simple things they had.
So they planed there future as they laid close together
And later I was born there in that big four poster bed
It was just some boards of rough cut pine,
And a quilt of patch work cotton
A place to lay your body down, a place to rest your head.
A field of fluffy mountains for a little girl to hide in.
Clouds and chasing rainbows was that big four poster bed.
I remember as a child waking up on a winter morning
With Sound of laughing voices and the smell of baking bread
And running across that coal wood floor jumping there with them
And lord I felt so safe and warm in that big four poster bed
The day that daddy died, he whispered something soft to mama.
To this day she's never told a soul the words he said.
She just smiled through her tears and held his hand and nodded.
And my daddy looked so much at rest in that big four poster bed.
It was just some boards of rough cut pine,
And a quilt of patchwork cotton
A place to lay your body down, a place to rest your head.
A field of fluffy mountains for a little girl to hide in.
Clouds and chasing rainbows was that big four poster bed
Now time has dried up all the tears here I stand a woman.
Your arms reach out to touch my soul, your sweet words turn my head.
Darling, won't you tell me first this will be forever
Before you lead me up the stairs to that big four poster bed
Cause only love has ever touched, that big four poster bed.
Yes It was just some boards of rough cut pine,
And a quilt of patchwork cotton
A place to lay your body down, a place to rest your head.
A field of fluffy mountains for a little girl to hide in.
Clouds and chasing rainbows was that big four poster bed
(Shel Silverstein)
It was just boards of rough cut pine,
And a quilt of patch work cotton
A place to lay your body down was that big four poster bed.
Daddy built it out of pine two days before the wedding.
They say the neighbours cheered and hollered till his face got red.
And Mama brought the feather pillows and some handmade bedding.
And they spent their wedding night in that big four poster bed.
That night they swore like that bed their love would last forever
And they'd ask no more of life than the simple things they had.
So they planed there future as they laid close together
And later I was born there in that big four poster bed
It was just some boards of rough cut pine,
And a quilt of patch work cotton
A place to lay your body down, a place to rest your head.
A field of fluffy mountains for a little girl to hide in.
Clouds and chasing rainbows was that big four poster bed.
I remember as a child waking up on a winter morning
With Sound of laughing voices and the smell of baking bread
And running across that coal wood floor jumping there with them
And lord I felt so safe and warm in that big four poster bed
The day that daddy died, he whispered something soft to mama.
To this day she's never told a soul the words he said.
She just smiled through her tears and held his hand and nodded.
And my daddy looked so much at rest in that big four poster bed.
It was just some boards of rough cut pine,
And a quilt of patchwork cotton
A place to lay your body down, a place to rest your head.
A field of fluffy mountains for a little girl to hide in.
Clouds and chasing rainbows was that big four poster bed
Now time has dried up all the tears here I stand a woman.
Your arms reach out to touch my soul, your sweet words turn my head.
Darling, won't you tell me first this will be forever
Before you lead me up the stairs to that big four poster bed
Cause only love has ever touched, that big four poster bed.
Yes It was just some boards of rough cut pine,
And a quilt of patchwork cotton
A place to lay your body down, a place to rest your head.
A field of fluffy mountains for a little girl to hide in.
Clouds and chasing rainbows was that big four poster bed
Brenda Lee Now
Lee, Brenda
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