John Conlee - Mama’s Rockin' Chair [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

When I think of my childhood days
Growing up in the small town USA
The fondest of my many memories

Is that a front porch rocking chair
And all of us children gathered there
Waiting our turn to climb up on mama's knee
With her imagination, around the world she'd take us
With the stories of the places she knew we'd never see

In mama's rocking chair
She could a take us anywhere
To a tropical island, or a snow covered mountain, or a desert caravan
We sailed the ocean, we climbed the Eifle tower
We went a million miles an hour
We traveled everywhere
In mamas a rocking chair

I've got a wife and some kids of my own
Every Saturday morning they sit at a home
Gathered around their eyes glued to the screen

Around the world they go in living color and stereo
But they may never get to know
The thrill imagination brings

In mama's rocking chair
She could a take us anywhere
To a tropical island,or a snow covered mountain, or a desert caravan
We sailed the ocean and climbed the Eifle tower
We went a million miles an hour
We traveled everywhere
In mama's rocking chair

In mama's rocking chair
She could a take us anywhere
To a tropical island,or a snow covered mountain, or a desert caravan
We sailed the ocean and climbed the Eifle tower
We went a million miles (Fade Out)