Red Rocking Chair

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 a-way, lord lord
And we can’t live together this a-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 living for you, lord lord
And I can’t make a living for you
I’ve got no use for the red rocking chair
I’ve got no sugar, baby, now
And since she’s been gone I sing this lonesome song
Got no one to rock the cradle for me now, lord lord
Got no one to rock the cradle for me now