Well, the old man down at the general store
Is tappin' his toe on the old wood floor
All the people come from miles away
To catch that rockin' rhythm then they drive away

When the work is done and my time is up
I drive on home and I tip a cup
Rockin' in the mornin', rockin' in the mornin'
Rockin' in the mornin' till the evening sun goes down

Rockin' in the mornin', rockin' in the mornin'
Rockin' in the mornin' till the evening sun goes down