I saw grandma yesterday down at the store 
Well she's really going fine for eighty four 
Well she asked me if sometime I'd fix her barn 
Poor old girl she needs a hand to run the farm 

And it's good old country comfort in my bones 
Just the sweetest sound my ears have ever known 
Just an old-fashioned feeling fully-grown 
Country comfort's in a truck that's going home 

Down at the well they've got a new machine 
The foreman says it cuts man-power by fifteen 
Yeah but that ain't natural well so old Clay would say 
You see he's a horse-drawn man until his dying day 

Now the old fat goose is flying cross the sticks 
The hedgehog's done in clay between the bricks 
And the rocking chair's creaking on the porch 
Across the valley moves the herdsman with his torch