Текст и слова песни Dean Martin – Rockin Alone in An Old Rockin Chair
(Bob Miller)
(Rockin alone in an old rockin chair.)
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.
(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 I ve thought of angels as I saw her there
Rockin alone in an old rockin chair.
--- Instrumental ---
(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.
Rockin alone in an old rockin chair...
(Rockin alone in an old rockin chair.)
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.
(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 I ve thought of angels as I saw her there
Rockin alone in an old rockin chair.
--- Instrumental ---
(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.
Rockin alone in an old rockin chair...
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