Red Rockin' Chair

I ain't got no use for your red rockin' chair;
I ain't got no sugar baby now.
I ain't got no honey baby now.
It's all I can do, it's all I can say,
I'll give it to your mama next pay day.
Who'll rock the cradle, who'll sing the song?
Who'll rock the cradle when I'm gone?
Well, I ain't got no use for your red apple juice;
I'm drinkin' cold whiskey now.
I'm drinkin' cold whiskey now.
Who'll rock the cradle, I'll sing the song?
Who'll rock the cradle when you're gone?
I'll rock the cradle, I'll sing the song
I'll rock the cradle when you're gone?
Well, I ain't got no use for your red apple juice;
I'm drinkin' cold whiskey now.
I'm drinkin' cold whiskey now.
Who'll rock the cradle, who'll sing the song?
Who'll rock the cradle when you're gone?
I'll rock the cradle, I'll sing the song
I'll rock the cradle when you're gone?
I ain't got no use for your red dancin' shoes;
I ain't got no sugar baby now.
I ain't got no honey baby now.
It's all I can do, it's all I can say,
I'll give it to your mama next pay day.
All I can do, it's all I can say,
gonna give it to your mama next pay day.