Rockin` Alone in An Old Rockin` Chair — текст песни (Ferlin Husky)

(Bob Miller)

Sitting alone in an old rockin` chair
I saw an old mother with silvery hair
She seemed so neglected by those who should care
Rockin` alone in an old rockin` chair.

Her hands were caloused and wrinkled and old
A life of hard work was the story they told
And I`ve thought of angels as I saw her there
Rockin` 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 to gladden her heart
Just some small remembrance on somebody`s part
A letter would brighten her empty life there
Rockin` alone in an old rockin` chair.

I know some kids in an orphan`s home
Who think they owned heaven if she was their own
They`d never be willing to let her sit there
Rockin` 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
Rockin` alone in an old rockin` chair...