Kenny Chesney - Old blue chair

Th^Fere's a blue rocking chair, si^Fttin in the sand, we^Fathered by the storms, an^Gd the well oiled hands, It^F sways back and forth, wi^Fth the help of the wind, an^Dmd it seems to always be there, li^Gke an old trusted friend

I'^Fve read alot of books wr^Gote a few songs lo^Foked at my life, where it's going wh^Fere it's gone, I'^Fve seen the world, through a bus winshield, Bu^Gt nothing compares To^F the way that I see it, t^Go the way that I see it, To^F the way that I see it when I s^Git, (stop) F F G F In that old blue chair

Fr^Fom that chair I've caught, a ^Ffew fish and some rays, an^Fd I've watched boats sail, In and out of cinnamon b^Gays, I'^Fve let go of a lover, wh^Fo took a piece of my heart, an^Dmd prayed many times for forgiveness, an^Gd a brand new start

Th^Fat chair was by bed one New Year's night, Wh^Fen I passed out from too much Cruzan and diet, an^Fd I woke up to a hunderd mosquito bites I s^Gwear go^Ft 'em all sittin right th^Gere, (stop) F F G F In that old blue chair

T^Fhere's a blue rocking chair S^Fittin in the sand w^Geathered by the storms an^Fd (stop) F F G F well oiled hands