Rockin' Chair
Peggy Lee Lyrics


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Old rockin' chair's got me, my cane by my side
Fetch 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, Judgment 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 Judgment Day is here)
Chained to my rockin', old rockin' chair

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Peggy Lee's "Rockin' Chair" explore the themes of mortality, isolation, and resignation. The singer of the song is an elderly man who is confined to a cabin, unable to move or go anywhere, and spends his days in his old rocking chair. He asks his son to fetch him some gin, threatening to physically punish him if he refuses. The man longs for the end of his troubles and compares his situation to being chained to his rocking chair. He reminisces about his dear old aunt Harriet, who is in heaven, and prays for a sweet chariot to take him away from his current predicament.


The song is a poignant reflection on the fragility of life and the inevitability of aging and death. The old man's resignation to his fate is both touching and somber, as he contemplates his own mortality and the hope of a better life beyond death. The use of repetition in the lyrics, particularly in the chorus, reinforces the man's sense of being trapped and unable to escape his situation.


Line by Line Meaning

Old rockin' chair's got me, son,
The rocking chair has taken hold of me, my child.


My cane by my side,
I keep my cane close to me.


Now fetch me a little gin, son
Please bring me some gin, son.


What? 'fore I tan your hide, now,
What did you say? I'll punish you if you're lying.


You know, I can't get from this old cabin
I'm unable to leave my cabin.


I ain't goin' nowhere
I have nowhere to go.


Just sittin' me here grabbin'
I'm just swatting at flies.


At the flies round this old rockin' chair
The flies keep buzzing around my rocking chair.


Now you remember dear old aunt Harriet,
Do you remember my Aunt Harriet?


How long in Heaven she be?
How long has she been in Heaven?


Send me down, send me down sweet chariot
Please send down a sweet chariot.


End of this trouble I see
I hope this is the end of my problems.


Old rockin' chair gets it, son
I will meet my end in this rocking chair, son.


Judgment Day is here, too
The end of the world has come for me.


Chained to my rockin', old rockin' chair
I am stuck in this old rocking chair.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Robbie Robertson

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Anonymous


on Why Don't You Do Right (Get Me Some Money Too)

Why Don't You Do Right - Casey Abrams - Lyrics
You had plenty money 1922
You let other women make a fool of you
Why don't you do right, like some other men do?

Get out of here and get me some money too?
You're sitting there wondering what it's all about
You ain't got no money, they will throw you out
Why don't you do right, like some other men do?
Get out of here and get me some money too?

Musical Interlude

You had plenty money 1922
You let other women make a fool of you
Why don't you do right, like some other men do?
Get out of here and get me some money too?
Why don't you do right, like some other men do?
Why don't you do right, like some other men do?

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