John Conlee - Mama's Rocking Chair guitar chord

MAMA'A ROCKING CHAIR

JOHN CONLEE

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(A) WHEN I THINK OF MY CHILDHOOD (D) DAYS,GROWING (E) UP IN THE SMALL TOWN (A) USA

THE FONDEST OF MY (D) MANY (E) MEMORIES, IS THAT (A) FRONT PORCH ROCKING (D) CHAIR

AND (E) ALL OF US CHILDREN (A) GATHERED THERE

WAITING OUR TURN TO (D) CLIMB UP ON MAMA'S (E) KNEE

(D) WITH HER IMAGINATION,(A) AROUND THE WORLD SHE'D TAKE US

WITH THE (D) STORIES OF THE PLACES SHE (E) KNEW WE'D NEVER SEE

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IN MAMAS (D) ROCKING CHAIR, SHE COULD (A) TAKE US ANYWHERE

TO A (E) TROPICAL ISLAND,OR A SNOW COVERED MOUNTAIN, OR A (A) DESERT CARAVAN

WE SAILED THE OCEAN, WE (D) CLIMBED THE IFLE TOWER, WE WENT A (A) MILLION MILES AN HOUR

WE TRAVELED (E) EVERYWHERE, IN MAMAS (A) ROCKING CHAIR

(A) IVE GOT A WIFE AND SOME KIDS OF MY (D) OWN

EVERY (E) SATURDAY MORNING THEY SIT AT (A) HOME

GATHERED AROUND, THEIR (D) EYES GLUED TO THE (E) SCREEN

(D) AROUND THE WORLD THEY (A) GO, IN LIVING COLOR AND STEREO

BUT THEY MAY (D) NEVER GET TO KNOW, THE THRILL (E) IMAGINATION BRINGS

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