Kenny Chesney - Old blue chair

Th^Gere's a blue rocking chair si^Cttin in the sand we^Gathered by the storms an^Dd the well oiled hands It^G sways back and forth wi^Cth the help of the wind an^Amd it seems to always be there li^Dke an old trusted friend

I'^Cve read alot of books wr^Dote a few songs lo^Goked at my life where it's going wh^Gere it's gone I'^Cve seen the world through a bus winshield Bu^Dt nothing compares To^C the way that I see it to^D the way that I see it To^C the way that I see it when I s^Dit (stop) G C D G In that old blue chair

Fr^Gom that chair I've caught a ^Cfew fish and some rays an^Gd I've watched boats sail In and out of cinnamon b^Days I'^Gve let go of a lover wh^Co took a piece of my heart an^Amd prayed many times for forgiveness an^Dd a brand new start

Th^Cat chair was by bed one New Year's night Wh^Gen I passed out from too much Cruzan and diet an^Cd I woke up to a hunderd mosquito bites I s^Dwear go^Ct 'em all sittin right th^Dere (stop) G C D G In that old blue chair

T^Ghere's a blue rocking chair S^Cittin in the sand w^Deathered by the storms an^Cd (stop) G C D G well oiled hands