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 Lyricist: Eric Clapton
 Lyrics: 
 Old rockin' chair's got me, my cane by my sideFetch me that gin, son, 'fore I tan your hide
 Can't get from this cabin, goin' nowhere
 Just set me here grabbin' at the flies round this rockin' chair
 
 My dear old aunt Harriet, in Heaven she be
 Send me sweet chariot, for the end of the trouble I see
 Old rockin' chair gets it, Judgement Day is here
 Chained to my rockin' chair
 
 Old rockin' chair's got me, son, (Rocking chair got you, father)
 My cane by my side, (Yes, your cane by your side)
 Now fetch me a little gin, son (Ain't got no gin, father)
 What? 'fore I tan your hide, now, (You're gonna tan my hide)
 
 You know, I can't get from this old cabin (What cabin? joking)
 
 I ain't goin' nowhere (Why ain't you goin' nowhere?)
 Just sittin' me here grabbin' (Grabbin')
 At the flies round this old rockin' chair (Rockin' chair)
 
 Now you remember dear old aunt Harriet, (Aunt Harriet)
 How long in Heaven she be? (She's up in Heaven)
 Send me down, send me down sweet (Sweet chariot) chariot
 End of this trouble I see (I see, Daddy)
 
 Old rockin' chair gets it, son (Rocking chair get it, father)
 Judgement Day is here, too (Your Judgement Day is here)
 Chained to my rockin', old rockin' chair
 
 
		
		
	
 
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