Kenny Chesney
Old Blue Chair

There's a blue rocking chair
Sitting in the sand
Weathered by the storms and well oiled hands
It sways back and forth
With the help of the winds
It seems to always be there, like an old trusted friend.

Chorus:
I've read a lot of books, wrote a few songs
Looked at my life - where it's goin', where it's gone
I've seen the world through a bus windshield
But nothing compares to the way that I see it
To the way that I see it, to the way that I see it
When I sit in that old blue chair.

From that chair I've caught a few fish and some rays
And I've watched boats sail in and out of Cinnamon Bay
I let go of a lover that took a piece of my heart
Prayed many times for forgiveness and a brand new start.

Chorus:
I've read a lot of books, wrote a few songs
Looked at my life - where it's goin', where it's gone
I've seen the world through a bus windshield
But nothing compares to the way that I see it
To the way that I see it, to the way that I see it
When I sit in that old blue chair.

That chair was my bed one New Year's night
When I passed out from too much Malibu and diet
And I woke up to a hundred mosquito bites
I swear, got 'em all sitting right there
In that old blue chair.

There's a blue rocking chair
Sitting in the sand
Weathered by the storms and well oiled hands...

Moderator Notes: The lyrics version with the line that ends
with ''much Cruzan and diet'' in the third verse which
replaces ''much Malibu and diet'' is from the song version
titled: ''Old Blue Chair (Ocean Mix)'' found on the same CD.


Mirror lyrics:

titled: ''Old Blue Chair (Ocean Mix)'' found on the same CD.
replaces ''much Malibu and diet'' is from the song version
with ''much Cruzan and diet'' in the third verse which
Moderator Notes: The lyrics version with the line that ends

Weathered by the storms and well oiled hands...
Sitting in the sand
There's a blue rocking chair

In that old blue chair.
I swear, got 'em all sitting right there
And I woke up to a hundred mosquito bites
When I passed out from too much Malibu and diet
That chair was my bed one New Year's night

When I sit in that old blue chair.
To the way that I see it, to the way that I see it
But nothing compares to the way that I see it
I've seen the world through a bus windshield
Looked at my life - where it's goin', where it's gone
I've read a lot of books, wrote a few songs
Chorus:

Prayed many times for forgiveness and a brand new start.
I let go of a lover that took a piece of my heart
And I've watched boats sail in and out of Cinnamon Bay
From that chair I've caught a few fish and some rays

When I sit in that old blue chair.
To the way that I see it, to the way that I see it
But nothing compares to the way that I see it
I've seen the world through a bus windshield
Looked at my life - where it's goin', where it's gone
I've read a lot of books, wrote a few songs
Chorus:

It seems to always be there, like an old trusted friend.
With the help of the winds
It sways back and forth
Weathered by the storms and well oiled hands
Sitting in the sand
There's a blue rocking chair


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