Rocking Along In An Old Rockin` Chair — текст песни (Hank Snow)

Written by Bob Miller
Recorded by Hank Snow

Sitting alone in an old rockin` chair I saw an old mother with silvery hair
She seemed so neglected by those who should care rocking alone in an old rockin` chair
Her hands were caloused and wrinckled and old
A life full of hard work were the story they told
And I`ve thought of angels as I saw her there rocking alone in an old rockin` chair
Bless her old heart do you think she`d complain
Though life has been bitter she`d live it again
And carry the cross that is more than her share rockin` alone in an old rockin` chair
(It wouldn`t take much just to gladden her heart
Just some small re-embrace on somebody`s heart)
A letter would brighten her empty heart there rocking alone in an old rockin` chair
I know some youngsters in an orphan`s home
Would think they owned heaven if she were their own
They`d never be willing till let her sit there rocking alone in an old rockin` chair
I look at her and I think what a shame
The ones who forgot her she loves just the same
And I think of angels as I see her there rocking alone in an old rockin` chair
Rocking alone in an old rockin` chair