Biography:
James Cecil Dickens (born December 19, 1920 - January 2, 2015), better known as Little Jimmy Dickens, is an American country music singer famous for his humorous novelty songs, his small size, 4'11" (150 cm), and his rhinestone-studded outfits. He started as a member of the Grand Ole Opry in 1948 and became a member of the Country Music Hall of Fame in 1983.
Born in Bolt, West Virginia, Dickens began his musical career in the late 1930s, performing on a local radio station while attending West Virginia University.
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Sleepin At the Foot of the Bed
by Little Jimmy Dickens
[Verse 1]
Bb F
Did you ever sleep at the foot of the bed when the weather was a whizzin’ cold ?
G7 C7
When the wind was a whistlin’ around the house and the moon was yellow as gold.
F Bb F
You give your good warm mattress up to Lizzy and Uncle Fred
Bb F C7 F
…Too many kin folks on a bad night so you went to the foot of the bed.
[Verse 2]
F Bb F
I could always wait till the old folks et’ and eat the leavins’ with grace
G7 C7
The teacher could keep me after school I’d still have a smile on my face
F Bb F
I could wear the big boys worn out clothes or let sister have my plate
Bb F C7 F
But it always did get my nanny goat to sleep at the foot of the bed.
[Verse 3]
F Bb F
It was fine enough when the kin folks come, and the kids brought brand new games
G7 C7
You could see how fat all the old folks was, and learn all the baby’s names,
F Bb F
Have biscuits and custard and chicken pie, We all got Sunday fed,
Bb F C7 F
But I knew darn well when night time come, I was headed for the foot of the bed.
[Verse 4]
F Bb F
They say some folks don’t know what it is, havin’ company all over the place,
G7 C7
To wrap up in a cover on a winter night with a big foot sittin’ in your face
F Bb F
Or cold toenails scratchin’ your back and the footboard scrubbin’ your head.
Bb F C7 F
I’ll tell the world you ain’t lost a thing never sleepin’ at the foot of the bed.
[Verse 5]
F Bb F
I’ve done it over and over again in this land of the brave and the free,
G7 C7
And in this all fired battle of life it’s left it’s mark on me,
F Bb F
For I’ve always struggled around at the foot in - stead of forgin’ ahead,
Bb F C7 F
And I don’t think it’s caused from a doggoned thing but sleepin’ at the foot of the bed.
by Little Jimmy Dickens
[Verse 1]
Bb F
Did you ever sleep at the foot of the bed when the weather was a whizzin’ cold ?
G7 C7
When the wind was a whistlin’ around the house and the moon was yellow as gold.
F Bb F
You give your good warm mattress up to Lizzy and Uncle Fred
Bb F C7 F
…Too many kin folks on a bad night so you went to the foot of the bed.
[Verse 2]
F Bb F
I could always wait till the old folks et’ and eat the leavins’ with grace
G7 C7
The teacher could keep me after school I’d still have a smile on my face
F Bb F
I could wear the big boys worn out clothes or let sister have my plate
Bb F C7 F
But it always did get my nanny goat to sleep at the foot of the bed.
[Verse 3]
F Bb F
It was fine enough when the kin folks come, and the kids brought brand new games
G7 C7
You could see how fat all the old folks was, and learn all the baby’s names,
F Bb F
Have biscuits and custard and chicken pie, We all got Sunday fed,
Bb F C7 F
But I knew darn well when night time come, I was headed for the foot of the bed.
[Verse 4]
F Bb F
They say some folks don’t know what it is, havin’ company all over the place,
G7 C7
To wrap up in a cover on a winter night with a big foot sittin’ in your face
F Bb F
Or cold toenails scratchin’ your back and the footboard scrubbin’ your head.
Bb F C7 F
I’ll tell the world you ain’t lost a thing never sleepin’ at the foot of the bed.
[Verse 5]
F Bb F
I’ve done it over and over again in this land of the brave and the free,
G7 C7
And in this all fired battle of life it’s left it’s mark on me,
F Bb F
For I’ve always struggled around at the foot in - stead of forgin’ ahead,
Bb F C7 F
And I don’t think it’s caused from a doggoned thing but sleepin’ at the foot of the bed.
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