Welcome to Grandmother's  "Old Country Store".

This is another background set incorporating the Fine Art of Randy Souders - with his kind permission. This set from Whisper.

 I hope you find some pleasant memories here!

OLD TIME COUNTRY STORE

The floors were dark and very rough,
Where oft times badly treated;
For hobnailed shoes were scuffed about,
Near kegs where men were seated.

A cracker barrel; a hoop of cheese
And a pot bellied stove for heat,
There was green coffee to be parched
And a side of pork; salt meat.

A bag of feathers in the corner hung,
Perhaps a hide or two,
A tobacco cutter setting near by,
To furnish the men a chew.

Flour was then sold by the barrel
And sugar by the hundred weight,
Then canned goods were scarce
And black eyed peas they ate.

Bartering then was a common trade
For hides, eggs and wool,
In exchange for calico;
Which kept the ladies cool.

The hosiery then was not so fine
Mothers knit at home you know,
Wool was worn by young and old;
And they were not for show.

No tailored suits, nor ladies slacks
Were common in those days;
There was coarser cloth for underskirts,
Would this modern day amaze.

Jeans were woven at home on looms
Which the stores then did not keep;
Yet the spools of thread which they sold
Was large and strong and cheap.

The candy one bought; they called for then
As there was no candy case
For most all stores were very small,
You see there was little space.

Most men were happy in those days,
They would gather at the country store;
To talk their problems over
And maybe wished for more.

For then they loved each other
The time slipped by too fast
And when their parting time would come,
Each tried to be the last.

Jeans were woven at home on looms
Which the stores then did not keep;
Yet the spools of thread which they sold
Was large and strong and cheap.

The candy one bought; they called for then
As there was no candy case
For most all stores were very small,
You see there was little space.

Most men were happy in those days,
They would gather at the country store;
To talk their problems over
And maybe wished for more.

For then they loved each other
The time slipped by too fast
And when their parting time would come,
Each tried to be the last.

Mrs. Helen C. Wallen