| Song | Big Four Poster Bed - Single Version |
| Artist | Brenda Lee |
| Album | The Definitive Collection |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : SILVERSTEIN, SHEL | |
| 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 |
| zuo ci : SILVERSTEIN, SHEL | |
| 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 |
| zuò cí : SILVERSTEIN, SHEL | |
| 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 |