Old Wood Rocking Chair
© DENNY RUSSELL 2008
MOMMA ROCKED ME AS A BABY IN THAT OLD WOOD ROCKING CHAIR
ON THE FRONT PORCH IN THE EVENING
SMELL THAT SWEET COUNTRY AIR
YEA MOMMA ROCKED ME AS A BABY SO I GUESS IT MUST BE TRUE
YOU CAN TAKE THE BOY OUT OF THE COUNTRY
BUT HE'LL BRING IT ROCKIN' BACK TO YOU
I'VE GOT A SIX STRING GUITAR GOT A PENCIL AND A PAGE
I'LL USE 'EM ANY TIME I'M ABLE
TURN A PHRASE AND TURN THE TABLES
ON THE CHOICES THAT WE MAKE
YEA MOMMA ROCKED ME AS A BABY SANG ME SONGS OF AMAZING GRACE
WITH A VOICE OF GREAT CONVICTION STILL ECHOING TODAY
NOT KNOWING WHERE MY ROAD WOULD LEAD
SHE GAVE ME TO THE ONE WHO'D BLEED
FOR EVERY NATION TONGUE AND TRIBE
WITH A LOVE YOU CAN'T DESCRIBE
SO NOW I'LL BRING IT BACK TO YOU
I'VE GOT A SIX STRING GUITAR GOT A PENCIL AND A PAGE
I'LL USE 'EM ANY TIME I'M ABLE
TURN A PHRASE AND TURN THE TABLES
ON THE CHOICES THAT WE MAKE
I'VE GOT A SIX STRING GUITAR -
ONCE AGAIN THAT OLD WOOD'S ROCKING
NOW IT'S ROCKING HER GRAY HAIR
AS SHE HOLDS HER GREAT GRAND BABY
IN THAT OLD WOOD ROCKING CHAIR