Soon the pines will be falling everywhere 
Village children fight each other for a share 
And the 6:09 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 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