Kenny Chesney - Old blue chair

^EThere's a blue rockin' chair, ^Asus2sittin' in the sand. W^Eeathered by the storms, and ^B7well oiled hands. I^Et sways back and forth, w^Asus2ith the help of the winds. ^F#m7Seems to always ^Abe there, like an ^B7ol' trusted friend.

^Asus2I've read a lot of books, wrote a few songs. ^ELooked at my life, where it's goin', where it's gone. I^Asus2've seen the world, through a bus windshield. B^B7ut nothing compares, to the ^Asus2way that I see it, to the w^Asus2ay that I see it, to the w^Asus2ay that I see it, When I s^B7it in that Old Blue Ch^Eair.

Fr^Eom that chair I've caught, a few ^Asus2fish and some rays, and I've w^Eatched boats sail, in and out of ^B7Cinnamon Bay. I let ^Ego of a lover, that took a p^Asus2iece of my heart. Pr^F#m7ayed many times for fo^Argiveness, and a b^B7rand new start.

I've r^Asus2ead a lot of books, wrote a few s^Aongs. Loo^Eked at my life, where it's goin', where it's gone. I'^Asus2ve seen the world, through a bus windshi^Aeld. But ^B7nothing compares, to the w^Asus2ay that I see it, to the ^Asus2way that I see it, to the ^Asus2way that I see it, B7 E E A when I sit in that Old Blue Chair. ----------------4-----4-5-| ------4-5-4-5-7---4-7-----| Bridge --4h6---------------------| --------------------------| Strum -0----------------------0-| That ^Asus2chair was my bed, one New Year's night, when I pa^Essed out from too much, Cruzen and diet, and I^Asus2 woke up to a hundred mosquito bites I sw^B7ear. Got 'em ^Asus2all sittin' right th^B7ere, in the Old Blue Ch^Eair. ^{E E}

^EThere's a blue rockin' chair, sittin' in the^Asus2 sand. B7 Asus2 (slowly) E Weathered by the storms, and well oiled hands.