Текст (слова) песни: Kenny Chesney - Old Blue Chair (Acoustic)
It sways back and forth With the help of the winds It seems to always be there Like an old trusted friend
I`ve read a lot of books Wrote a few songs Looked at my life Where it`s going, 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 And prayed many times for forgiveness And a brand new start
I`ve read a lot of books Wrote a few songs Looked at my life Where it`s going, 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 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 Sittin` in the sand Weathered by the storms And well oiled hands.
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