Rocking Chair taby ukulele według Cayouche

D                             G                      D 
There's an old rockin' chair castin' memories everywhere 
                                            A 
On that old home porch across from Tipple's store. 
D 
You can see where the arm is worn 
      G                        D 
Where my granddaddy rested his arm 
                    A                        D 
In that old rockin' chair that don't rock no more. 
G                                   D 
If the rockin' chair could read the thoughts from people's minds, 
                                        A 
Oh the stories it would tell time after time. 
D 
Stories others never hear. 
       G                      D 
Of the thought s one holds so dear. 
                         A                 D 
Oh how I wish I could've read my grandpa's mind. 
D                              G                          D 
I was born in a broken home, I was blinded by things gone wrong. 
                                           A 
I had no vision of what the future held in store. 
D 
Just a baby barely three 
     G                     D 
When my granddaddy came to me 
                          A                        D 
To rock me in the rockin' chair that don't rock no more. 

Chorus 

D                                             G                D 
Granddaddy lived the Christian way, truth and goodness he portrayed. 
                                                             A 
He loved to gather his thoughts as he rocked on the hardwood porch. 
D 
Yes he loved to sit and rock. 
       G                                D 
Payin' no attention to the time on the clock. 
                              A                       D 
And rocked me in the rockin' chair that don't rock no more. 

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