Old Blue Chair
Kenny Chesney
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dialber2000
[Strophe]GThere's a blue rocking chair,Csittin in the sand,Gweathered by the storms,Dand the well oiled hands,GIt sways back and forth,Cwith the help of the wind,Am Cand it seems to always be there,Dlike an old trusted friend[Refrain]CI've read alot of booksDwrote a few songsGlooked at my life, where it's goingGwhere it's gone,CI've seen the world, through a bus winshield,DBut nothing comparesC DTo the way that I see it, to the way that I see it,C DTo the way that I see it when I sit,(stop) G C D GIn that old blue chair[Strophe]GFrom that chair I've caught,Ca few fish and some rays,Gand I've watched boats sail,DIn and out of cinnamon bays,GI've let go of a lover,Cwho took a piece of my heart,Am Cand prayed many times for forgiveness,Dand a brand new start[Refrain]CI've read alot of booksDwrote a few songsGlooked at my life, where it's goingGwhere it's gone,CI've seen the world, through a bus winshield,DBut nothing comparesC DTo the way that I see it, to the way that I see it,C DTo the way that I see it when I sit,(stop) G C D GIn that old blue chair[Strophe]CThat chair was by bed one New Year's night,GWhen I passed out from too much Cruzan and diet,C Dand I woke up to a hunderd mosquito bites I swearC Dgot 'em all sittin right there,(stop) G C D GIn that old blue chairGThere's a blue rocking chairCSittin in the sandD Cweathered by the storms and(stop) G C D Gwell oiled hands