Music Monday: Brantley Gilbert – “Rockin’ Chairs”

On today’s Music Monday, we are listening to “Rockin’ Chairs” by Brantley Gilbert. This song is courtesy of Alyson’s newest album addition, Devil Don’t Sleep.

Never did I foresee a day when I would post about a country song. Alas, that day has come. Truth be told, I actually dig this song. I think it may be because I’m getting older and songs about making memories seem to haunt me a bit more than they used to. It could be that I have completely lost my mind and this is the first true sign that I should start looking for a mental facility and check-in. Either way, enjoy.


Brantley Gilbert
“Rockin’ Chairs” Lyrics

Now and then I see old timers talkin’
All day long relivin’ them good ol’ days
Like it never gets old
And it’s the same old stories
Got me wonderin’ if it’s going to be us one day
Better live this one life we got (oh)

‘Cause these are the days
That are going to fly by like lightning so they say
These are the nights (yeah)
The good times that we left the wild side out to play
These are the Sunday mornings
We talked to the Lord, get right with the man upstairs

Get back to rock it out
So we can say we were there
When we talk about it
In our rockin’ chairs

C’mon ya’ll we got memories to make
Some cold beers to drink
And some songs we gotta live out loud
Going to be some good hearts breakin’
Bunch of mistakes
Maybe some day we’ll figure it out
But right now it’s all about
Going all the way

These are the days
That are going to fly by like lightning so they say
These are the nights (yeah)
The good times that we left the wild side out to play
These are the Sunday mornings
We talked to the Lord, get right with the man upstairs

Get back to rock it out
So we can say we were there
When we talk about it
In our rockin’ chairs
In our rockin’ chairs

We gotta crank it up to ten and then some
Go way too far
Too fast, too hard
And have too much fun

These are the days
That are going to fly by like lightning, so they say
These are the times of our lives
We ain’t got none to waste

These are the days
That are going to fly by like lightning so they say
These are the nights (yeah)
The good times that we left the wild side out to play
These are the Sunday mornings
We talked to the Lord, get right with the man upstairs

Get back to rock it out
So we can say we were there
When we talk about it
In our rockin’ chairs
In our rockin’ chairs
In our rockin’ chairs

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