Key: D D Theres an old arm chair, and it means the world to me A for i used to sit there, upon my mothers knee. D And she'd read to me the stories, that children love to hear. A D Now theres no one to sit in mother's chair. D I still recall the many times, the words she'd say to me A
fight for all your dreams, turn them to reality. D And as i sat by her in wonder, her eyes held so much pride A D i knew against all others, i had mother on my side. Chorus: A D Mother's chair is old and dusty,and the colours fading fast. A But to me it holds the memory, of happy days long past. D Like the way she'd smile and hold my hand, brush awayA my tears A D now theres no one to sit in mother's chair. D Now the old chair is still standing, where she left it on that day A when God came to visit, and carried her away. D And everytime i see it, it looks so cold and bare A D now theres no one to sit in mother's chair. Chorus: D A Mother's chair is old and dusty, and the colours fading fast. A But to me it holds the memory, of happy days long past. D Like the way she'd smile and hold my hand, brush away my tears A D now theres no one to sit in mother's chair. D Theres an old arm chair, and it means the world to me A for i used to sit there,upon my mothers knee. D And she'd read to me the stories, that children love to hear. A D Now theres no one to sit in mother's chair. A D No theres no one to sit in mother's chair.
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