Fabulous Rocking Alone In An Old Rocking Chair Lyrics
Her hands were all callused wrinkled and old.
Rocking alone in an old rocking chair lyrics. Rockin Alone In An Old Rockin Chair Sitting 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 Bless her old heart do you think shed complain Though life has been bitter shed live it again And carry the cross that is more than. Her hands were all callused and wrinkled and old.
Sitting alone in an old rocking chair. Wrinkled and old A life of hard work was the. Rocking alone in an old rockin chair Bless her old heart do you think shed complain Though life has been bitter shed live it again And carry that cross that is more than her share Rocking alone in an old rockin chair piano It wouldnt take much just to gladden her heart Just some small re-embrace on somebodys heart A letter would brighten her empty life there Rocking alone in an old rockin chair.
A life of hard work was the story they told. A life of hard work was the story they told. 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.
Rocking alone in an old rocking chair. Rocking alone in an old rocking chair. Sitting alone in an old rockin 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 rockin chair G7 Her hands were calloused and wrinkled and old C A life full of hard work were the story they.
Rocking Alone In An Old Rocking Chair Lyrics. 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. By those who should care Rocking alone in an old rocking chair.
A life of hard work was the story they told. Her hands were all callused and. Sitting alone in an old rocking chair I saw an old mother with silvery hair She seemed so neglected by those who should care Rocking alone in an old rocking chair Her hands were all callused and wrinkled and old A life of hard work was the story they told And I thought of angels as I saw her there Rocking alone in an old rocking chair Bless her old heart do you think shed complain Though life has been.