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Testo Old Blue Chair
Testo Old Blue Chair
There's a blue rocking chair
Sittin' 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
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.
Sittin' 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
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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CHESNEY, KENNETH A.
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