Lyrics:

Sitting alone in an old rocking chair**lf**I saw an old mother with silvery hair**lf**She seemed so neglected by those who should care**lf**Rocking alone in an old rocking chair**lf****lf**Her hands were all callused and wrinkled and old**lf**A life of hard work was the story they told**lf**And I thought of angels as I saw her there**lf**Rocking alone in an old rocking chair**lf****lf**Bless her old heart, do you think she''d complain**lf**Though life has been bitter she''d live it again**lf**And carry that cross that is more than her share**lf**Rocking alone in an old rocking chair**lf****lf**It wouldn''t take much just to gladden her heart**lf**Just some small remembrance on somebody''s part**lf**A letter would brighten her empty life there**lf**Rocking alone in an old rocking chair**lf****lf**I know some youngsters in an orphans'' home**lf**Who''d think they owned heaven if she was their own**lf**They''d never be willing to let her sit there**lf**Rocking alone in an old rocking chair**lf****lf**I look at her and I think ''What a shame''**lf**The ones who forgot her she loves just the same**lf**And I think of angels as I see her there**lf**Rocking alone in an old rocking chair