Testo Rockin' Chair

Hang around, Willie boy, Don't you raise the sails anymore. It's for sure, I've spent my whole life at sea And I'm pushin' age seventy three; Now there's only one place that was meant for me: Oh, to be home again, Down in old Virginny, With my very best friend, They call him ragtime Willie. We're gonna soothe away the rest of our years, We're gonna put away all of our tears, That big rockin' chair won't go nowhere. Slow down, Willie boy, Your heart's gonna give right out on you It's true, and I believe I know what we should do. Turn the stern and point to shore, The seven seas won't carry us no more. Oh, to be home again, Down in old Virginny, With my very best friend, They call him ragtime Willie. I can't wait to sniff that air, Dip'n snuff, I won't have no care, That big rockin' chair won't go nowhere. Hear the sound, Willie boy, The Flyin' Dutchman's on the reef. It's my belief We've used up all our time, This hill's to steep to climb, And the days that remain ain't worth a dime. Oh, to be home again, Down in old Virginny, With my very best friend, They call him ragtime Willie. Would-a-been nice just t'see the folks, Listen once again to the stale jokes, That big rockin' chair won't go nowhere. I can hear something calling on me And you know where I want to be Oh Willie don't you hear that sound Oh to be home again down in old Virginny I just want to get my feet back on the ground Oh to be home again down in old Virginny I'd love to see my very best friend They call him rag-time Willie I believe old rockin chair's got me Oh to be home again