Lyrics:

A rocking chair, back and forth creaks as it goes. The warmth of her breath through her nose, a comfort to me. In mother's arms I'm just a scared little boy… I cling to her breast, I hear her voice whisper to me…

She says, 'Son, its not your fault your daddy and I can't work it out. I swear that I did the best I could, but I'm sorry it hurt you…'

A restaurant, she's working hard to pay the bills, putting food in my mouth…it makes her ill spending time from me. She gets home late. Pulling me out of my bed, we sit in that old rocking chair and she talks with me…

She says, 'Son, its not your fault your daddy and I can't work it out. I swear that I did the best I could, but I'm sorry it hurt you… Son, your dad is gone and its breaking my heart how things went wrong. I know it's hard, but our God is strong and He'll never leave you…'


Rocking Chair Written by Gabriel Wilson & Tom Maple Arranged by Gabriel Wilson Played by… Gabriel Wilson - vocals, acoustic guitar, with... Asher Stanley - cello Written by Gabriel Wilson & Tom Maple Copyright 2012, Wilson Maple Music ASCAP