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 Was that big four poster bed Daddy built it out of pine Two days before the wedding They say the neighbors 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 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