About the song
“I Don’t Need Your Rockin’ Chair” by George Jones is a spirited anthem celebrating independence and resilience. Written by Billy Yates, Kerry Kurt Phillips, and Frank Dycus, this lively track was included in Jones’ album “Walls Can Fall,” released in 1992.
The song quickly gained popularity and success, reaching the number two spot on the Billboard Hot Country Singles chart. Its upbeat tempo, catchy melody, and empowering lyrics struck a chord with listeners, making it a favorite among fans of country music.
“I Don’t Need Your Rockin’ Chair” became an anthem for Jones himself, reflecting his enduring spirit and determination to continue making music despite his advancing age. It also served as a defiant statement against ageism in the music industry, proving that talent knows no age limits.
With its infectious energy and Jones’ charismatic delivery, “I Don’t Need Your Rockin’ Chair” remains a standout track in his extensive discography. It showcases his distinctive voice and his ability to connect with audiences on a personal level, solidifying his status as one of the greatest voices in country music history.
In conclusion, “I Don’t Need Your Rockin’ Chair” is a testament to George Jones’ resilience and enduring legacy in the world of country music. Its timeless message of independence and determination continues to resonate with listeners, making it a beloved classic in the genre.
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Lyrics
I don’t need your rockin’ chair
Your Geritol or your medicare
But I still got neon in my veins
This gray hair don’t mean a thing
I do my rockin’ on the stage
You can’t put this possum in a cage
My body’s old, but it ain’t impaired
I don’t need your rockin’ chair
I ain’t ready for the junkyard yet
‘Cause I still feel like a new corvette
It might take a little longer, but I’ll get there
Well, I don’t need your rockin’ chair
I don’t need your rockin’ chair
Your Geritol or your medicare
I’ve still got neon in my veins
This gray hair don’t mean a thing
I do my rockin’ on the stage
You can’t put this possum in a cage
My body’s old, but it ain’t impaired
Well, I don’t need this rockin’ chair
Retirement don’t fit in my plans
You can keep your seat, I’m gonna stand
An Eskimo needs a Fridgedaire
Like I need your rockin’ chair
I don’t need your rockin’ chair (he don’t need your rockin’ chair)
Your Geritol or your medicare (Geritol or your medicare)
I’ve still got neon in my veins (still got neon in his veins)
This gray hair don’t mean a thing (his gray hair don’t mean a thing)
I do my rockin’ on the stage (does his rockin’ on the stage)
You can’t put this possum in a cage (can’t put this possum in the cage)
Yeah, my body’s old, but it ain’t impaired (yeah, you know it ain’t impaired)
Well, I don’t need your rockin’ chair (he don’t need no rockin’ chair)
My body’s old, but it ain’t impaired (yeah, we all know you ain’t impaired)
I don’t need your walking chair
Uh-huh