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CSitting alone in an G7old rocking chair
I saw an old mother with Csilvery hair
She seemed so neglected by Fthose who should care
G7Rocking alone in an old rocking Cchair
Her hands were all calloused and G7wrinkled and old
A life of hard work were the Cstory they told
And I thought of angels as FI saw her there
G7Rocking alone in an old rocking Cchair
Bless her old heart doG7 you think she'd complain
Though life has been bitter she'd Clive it again
And carry that cross that is Fmore than her share
G7Rocking alone in an old rocking Cchair
It wouldn't take much just to G7gladden her heart
Just some small remembrance on Csomebody's part
A letter would brighten her Fempty life there
G7Rocking alone in an old rocking Cchair
I know some youngsters in G7an orphan's home
Would think they owned heaven if Cshe was their own
They'd never be willing to Flet her sit there
G7Rocking alone in an old rocking Cchair
I look at her and I G7think what a shame
The ones who forgot her she Cloves just the same
And I think of angels as FI see her there
G7Rocking alone in an old rocking Cchair
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