Rockin Chair

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There's an old rockin' chair 
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spreading memories everywhere
On that old home porch across from 
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Tipple's store.
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You can see where the wood is worn,
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 where my granddaddy rested his arm
As he rocked me in that rockin' 
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chair that don't rock no more.

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I was born in a broken home, I was
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 blinded by things gone wrong.
Had no vision of what the future 
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held in store.
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Just a baby barely three, when my 
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granddaddy came for me
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To rock me in the rockin' chair 
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that don't rock no more.


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[Chorus]
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If that old rockin' chair could 
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read, the thoughts from people's 
mind
Oh the stories it could tell time 
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after time.
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Stories others never hear, of the 
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thoughts one holds so dear.
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Oh how I wish I coulda read my 
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grandpa's mind.


[Verse]

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Granddaddy lived the Christian 
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way, truth and goodness he 
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portrayed.
He loved to gather his thoughts as 
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he rocked on the hardwood floor
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And while he’s sit and rock, he 
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paid no mind to the time on the 
clock.
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And rocked me in the rockin' chair 
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that don't rock no more.


[Chorus]
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If that old rockin' chair could 
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read, the thoughts from people's 
mind
Oh the stories it could tell time 
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after time.
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Stories others never hear, of the 
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thoughts one holds so dear.
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Oh how I wish I coulda read my 
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grandpa's mind.
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As he rocked me in the rockin' 
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chair that don't rock no more, 
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don’t rock no more.