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' chairTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
