If I were a featherbed in your house so fine
I'd hold you in my arms each night, keep you warm in the 
wintertime

If I were an old banjo, felt your fingers on my strings
I'd play the sweetest little song that a banjo e'er did 
sing

If I were a drop of rain that trickled down you chin
I'd run right up and kiss your lips and kiss them twice 
again

by
I'd pick you up upon my back and teach you how to fly

If I were a hair ribbon and my color it was blue
I'd be ten times as beautiful, cause I'd be wearing you

And if I were a big wool rug sitting in your front hall
I'd tickle your feet and make you laugh if you stepped on 
me at all

If I were a featherbed... (whole verse repeated)