Red Rocking Chair Songtext
von Doc & Merle Watson

Pull back the curtain, let me see the sun
It′s been like a long rainy day
I slave and I try, but you grumble and you cry
And we can't live together this way, Lord, Lord
And we can′t live together this way


I set you in the shade, give you every dime I made
What can a poor boy do?
Yes, I work every day and you threw it all away
I just can't make a livin' for you, Lord, Lord
And I can′t make a livin′ for you

I've got no use for the red rockin′ chair
I've got no sugar baby now
And since she′s been gone, Lord, I sing this lonesome song
Got no one to rock cradle for me now, Lord, Lord
Got no one to rock cradle for me now