Louis Armstrong
Rockin’ Chair (Live at the Crescendo Club, 1955)

[Spoken Intro]
Thank you folks, thank you
Here's one coming up for Trummy Young and myself
A little old rockin' chair's got you, son

[Verse 1: Trummy Young, (Louis Armstrong)]
Old rockin' chair's got me
(Old rockin’ chair got you, father)
I got my cane by my side
(And your cane by your side)
You better fetch me a little water
(You know you don’t drink water, father)
Son, I'm gonna tan your hide
(My hide’s already tanned)

[Verse 2: Trummy Young, (Louis Armstrong)]
I just can't get from this cabin
(What cabin? Joking father)
I ain't goin' nowhere
(You ain't goin' nowhere, yes)
I'm just a-sittin' here grabbin'
(Grabbin')
At the flies round my old rockin' chair
(Rockin' chair, Lord)

[Bridge: Trummy Young, (Louis Armstrong)]
Now, Dipper (What you say, daddy?)
You remember old aunt Harriet? (I remember old Aunt Harriet)
Way up in Heaven she be?
(She been up there about a year and a half) That's what I'm...
Please send me down one chariot
(Oh, scat)
For the end of the trouble I see
(My chariot)
[Verse 3: Trummy Young, (Louis Armstrong)]
Old rockin' chair gets it
(Old rockin’ chair get it, father)
And the Judgement Day is here
(Tell ‘em ‘bout it, father, yes)
Chained, (sing it, daddy), to my old rockin' chair
(Aw, father, you laid it there, ha ha ha)

[Verse 1: Louis Armstrong, (Trummy Young)]
Seems like old rockin’ chair’s got you, daddy
(Yes, son, he stole up on me)
It look like your cane layin’ down there by your side
(Oh man, I keeps it over there, that's my moral support)
You mean nuttin' support (Watch your language!)
But I got no gin father
(It's a [?] right over there)
Yeah but he's gonna make you pay for it (You tellin' me?)
You gonna tan my hide
(Yes, I'm gon' tan your hide, that's what I'm gonna do)

[Verse 2: Louis Armstrong, (Trummy Young)]
Now, you can’t get from this cabin
(I don't wanna go no place myself)
No father but you ain’t goin’ nowhere
(Man, I'm gonna sit right here and cool, that's what I'm gonna do)
You sittin' here grabbin’ (Oh, I'm grabbin')
You grabbin’ (yes I am), you grabbin’
At the flies 'round the old rockin' chair
(Rockin' chair, Lord)
[Bridge: Louis Armstrong, (Trummy Young)]
Look here father (Yes, son?)
You remember old Aunt Harriet, don’t you?
I know you remember
(I know Harriet pretty good - not that well, you know)
Scat, yes fetch you a chariot, a chariot
(Yeah one of them El Dorados so I can ooze along, don't you know)
Curse the time it troubled both of us this evening
(Both of us, a gang of it too)

[Verse 3: Louis Armstrong, (Trummy Young)]
Now old rockin’ chair get it (rockin’ chair get it)
Now rockin’ chair get it (rockin’ chair get it)
And Judgement Day (ooh)
Both: Yes Judgement Day is here, oh Judgement Day is here
Is sittin’ here chained to ya rockin’ chair

[Spoken Outro]
Thank you folks
Old Trummy's the best, ain't he?