Intro: E

E                   B
Sitting alone in an old rocking chair
  B7                     E
I saw an old mother with silvery hair
                           A
She seemed so neglected by those who should care
B                               E
Rocking alone in an old rocking chair

E                               B
Her hands were all callused and wrinkled and old
  B7                        E
A life of hard work was the story they told
                           A
And I thought of angels as I saw her there
B                               E
Rocking alone in an old rocking chair

E                           B
Bless her old heart, do you think she'd complain
       B7                         E
Though life has been bitter she'd live it again
                             A
And carry that cross that is more than her share
B                               E
Rocking alone in an old rocking chair

E                             B
It wouldn't take much just to gladden her heart
     B7                        E
Just some small remembrance on somebody's part
                            A
A letter would brighten her empty life there
B                               E
Rocking alone in an old rocking chair

E                   B
I look at her and I think "What a shame"
    B7                      E
The ones who forgot her she loves just the same
                         A
And I think of angels as I see her there
B                               E
Rocking alone in an old rocking chair

E