Ol' rock - in' 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, go no where
Just sit me here grabbin'
At the flies 'round my rockin' chair.
My dear old Aunt Harriet -- in Hea - ven she be --
Send me sweet chariot, for the end of that trouble I see.
Ol' rock - in' chair gets it; judgment day is here,
Chained to my old rock - in' chair.