Just for comparison, here are the lyrics from MetroLyrics.com:


THE OLD WOODEN ROCKER
As sung by Doc Watson

1. There it stands by the fire with its back to the wall:
That old wooden rocker, so stately and tall,
With naught to disturb it but dusting of broom,
And no one to use it in that parlor room.

CHORUS: As she sat by the fire, she would rock, rock, rock,
And she heard but the tick of the old grand clock.
Eighty years has she sat in that chair, prim and tall,
That old wooden rocker that stands by the wall.

2. How well I still remember in days that are gone by
How we stood by that rocker, my sister and I,
And we listened to the stories that grandma would tell
As she sat in the rocker that we all loved so well.

3. If the chair could but speak, oh, the tales it would tell!
How my poor aged grandpa, in his battle fell.
Beneath the stars and the stripes, he fought bravely and true.
He cherished his freedom beneath the red white and blue. CHORUS

4. Now grandma is dead; all the stories are done'
All the children have followed her, yes, one by one'
They have all gone to meet her in the sweet by and by,
And all that is left is my sister and I. CHORUS