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. Bridge: 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.