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