[Estrofe]
  G 
There's a blue rocking chair, 
  C 
sittin in the sand, 
  G 
weathered by the storms, 
  D 
and the well oiled hands, 
  G 
It sways back and forth, 
  C 
with the help of the wind, 
  Am                   C 
and it seems to always be there, 
  D 
like an old trusted friend
[Refrão]
  C 
I've read alot of books 
  D 
wrote a few songs 
  G 
looked at my life, where it's going 
  G 
where it's gone, 
  C 
I've seen the world, through a bus winshield, 
  D 
But nothing compares 
  C                        D 
To the way that I see it, to the way that I see it, 
  C                              D 
To the way that I see it when I sit, 
 (stop)                 G  C  D  G 
In that old blue chair
[Estrofe]
  G 
From that chair I've caught, 
  C 
a few fish and some rays, 
  G 
and I've watched boats sail, 
                        D 
In and out of cinnamon bays, 
  G 
I've let go of a lover, 
  C 
who took a piece of my heart, 
  Am                         C 
and prayed many times for forgiveness, 
  D 
and a brand new start
[Refrão]
  C 
I've read alot of books 
  D 
wrote a few songs 
  G 
looked at my life, where it's going 
  G 
where it's gone, 
  C 
I've seen the world, through a bus winshield, 
  D 
But nothing compares 
  C                        D 
To the way that I see it, to the way that I see it, 
  C                              D 
To the way that I see it when I sit, 
 (stop)                 G  C  D  G 
In that old blue chair
[Estrofe]
  C 
That chair was by bed one New Year's night, 
  G 
When I passed out from too much Cruzan and diet, 
  C                                          D 
and I woke up to a hunderd mosquito bites I swear 
  C                        D 
got 'em all sittin right there,  
(stop)              G C D  G 
In that old blue chair 
 G 
There's a blue rocking chair 
 C 
Sittin in the sand 
 D                        C 
weathered by the storms and 
 (stop)           G C D  G 
well oiled hands