Red Rocking Chair

Ain't got no use
For a little red rocking chair
I got no sugar honey baby now

I done all I can do
I said all I can say
Can't get along this a-way

Ain't got no use
For red apple juice
I'm a-living off of corn whiskey now

I done laid her in the shade
I gave her every dime I made
What more could a poor boy do?

Who'll, who'll rock the cradle
Who'll sing this song
Who will rock the cradle when I'm gone?

I'll, I'll rock the cradle
I'll sing this song
I will rock the cradle when you're gone

Ain't got no use
For a little red rocking chair
I got no sugar honey baby now



Credits
Writer(s): Traditional (writer Unknown), William Apostol
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