10 acessos
C G7 Sitting alone in an old rocking chair C I saw an old mother with silvery hair F She seemed so neglected by those who should care G7 C Rocking alone in an old rocking chair G7 Her hands were all calloused and wrinkled and old C A life of hard work were the story they told F And I thought of angels as I saw her there G7 C Rocking alone in an old rocking chair G7 Bless her old heart do you think she'd complain C Though life has been bitter she'd live it again F And carry that cross that is more than her share G7 C Rocking alone in an old rocking chair G7 It wouldn't take much just to gladden her heart C Just some small remembrance on somebody's part F A letter would brighten her empty life there G7 C Rocking alone in an old rocking chair G7 I know some youngsters in an orphan's home C Would think they owned heaven if she was their own F They'd 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 G7 C Rocking alone in an old rocking chair