Neat Lyrics To Rocking Alone In An Old Rocking Chair
She seemed so neglected by those who should care.
Lyrics to rocking alone in an old rocking chair. Bless her old heart do you think she complained Though life had been bitter shed live it. From Songs Our Daddy Taught Us 1958. Sittin 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.
Rocking alone in an old rocking chair. Rocking alone in an old rockin chair. Hank Snow - Rocking Alone In An Old Rockin Chair 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 was the story they told And Ive thought of angels as I saw.
And Ive thought of angels as I saw her there. Sitting alone in an old rocking chair. Follow pattern of last line in first verse E Sitting alone in an B old rockin B7 chair I saw an old mother with E silvery hair She seemed so neglected by A those who should Fm care B Rockin alone in an B7 old rockin E chair E Her hands were caloused B wrinkled and B7 old A life of hard work was the E story they told And Ive thought of angels as A I saw her Fm there B Rockin alone in an B7 old rockin E chair.
Rocking alone in an old rocking chair. Rockin alone in an old rockin chair Her hands were caloused and wrinckled and old A life of hard work was the story they told And Ive thought of angels as I saw her there Rockin alone in an old rockin chair. I saw an old mother with silvery hair.
Lyrics to Rocking Alone In An Old Rocking Chair by Hank Snow from the The Singing Ranger Vol. A life of hard work was the story they told. Rocking alone in an old rocking chair G7 I know some youngsters in an orphans home C Would think they owned heaven if she was their own F Theyd never be willing to let her sit there G7 C Rocking alone in an old rocking chair G7 I look at her and I think what a shame C The ones who forgot her she loves just the same F And I think of angels as I see her there.
Rockin Alone In an Old Rocking Chair 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 wrinckled and old A life of hard work was the story they told And Ive thought of angels as I saw her there. Bless her old heart do you think shed complain. A life full of hard work was the story they told.