That Old Rocking Chair

See that old rocking chair in the corner Made of nothing but wood, nails, and glue My Grandfather made it for Grandma Back when their marriage was new It's where she rocked her all her babies Prayed and sang sweet lullabies It's where Grandpa set by the edge of her bed On the night he told Grandma goodbye It's where Grandpa would set and tell stories All us kids gathered round at his feet And the stories were all about Grandma And how she made his whole life complete When my Grandpa passed on The chair was passed dowm To my Mother and then on to me Now it sets over there in the corner for my family and friends to all see Sometimes late at night when it's quiet I think I see that old chair move I know it's just Grandma or Grandpa In that chair made of wood, nails, and glue