Sing Old Time Melody

The Old Rocking Chair

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 calloused, wrinkled and old

A life of hard work was the story they told

And I've thought of angels as I saw her there

Rocking alone in an old rocking 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

Rocking alone in an old rocking chair.

It wouldn't take much to gladden her heart

Just some small remembrance on somebody's part

A letter would brighten her empty life there

Rocking alone in an old rocking chair.

I know some kids in an orphan's home

Who think they owned heaven if she was their own

They'd never be willing to let her sit there

Rocking alone in an old rocking 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 rocking chair.

Written by Bob Miller

Honour thy father and thy mother:

that thy days may be long

upon the land

which the LORD thy God giveth thee. 

Exodus 20:12