"Rockin' Chair" lyrics

There's an old rockin' chair
Casting memories everywhere
On that old home porch across from Tipple's store
You can see where the arm is worn
Where my granddaddy rested his arm
In that old rockin' chair that don't rock no more

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

If the rockin' chair could read
The thoughts from people's minds
Oh, the stories it could tell, time after time
Stories others never hear
Of the thoughts one holds so dear
Oh, how I wish I could've read my grandpa's mind

Granddaddy lived the Christian way
Truth and goodness, he portrayed
He loved to gather his thoughts as he rocked on the hardwood floor
Yes, he loved to sit and rock
Paying no attention to the time on the clock
And rock me in the rockin' chair that don't rock no more

If the rockin' chair could read
The thoughts from people's minds
Oh, the stories it could tell, time after time
Stories others never hear
Of the thoughts one holds so dear
Oh, how I wish I could've read my grandpa's mind
As he rocked me in the rockin' chair that don't rock no more