Soon the pines will be falling everywhere
Village children fight each other for a share
And the six-o-nine goes roaring past the creek
Deacon Lee prepares his sermon for next week

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 any 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 a-creakin’ on the porch
Across the valley moves the herdsman with his torch