"Rockin' Alone In An Old Rockin' Chair" lyrics

I saw an old mother with silvery hair
Rockin' alone in her old rockin' chair
She looked so neglected by those that should care
Rockin' alone in that old rockin' chair

Her hands all calloused wrinkled and old
A life of hard work is the story they told
And I've thought of angels as I saw her there
Rockin' alone in her old rockin' chair

I know of some kids in an orphanage home
Who think they owned heaven if she was their own
They'd never be willing to let her sit there
Rockin' alone in that old rockin' chair

Bless her old heart do you think she'd complain
Though life has been bitter she'd live it again
And carry her burden much more than her share
Rockin' alone in her old rockin' chair