Luyện nghe bài hát Old Blue Chair

There's a blue chair, sittin' in the sand
Weathered by the storms and oiled hands
It back and forth with the help of the winds
It seems to always be there like an old friend

I've read a lot of books, wrote a few
Looked at my life, where it's goin', where it's
I've seen the world through a bus
But nothing to the way that I see it
To the way that I see it, to the way I see it
I sit in that old blue chair

From that chair I've a few fish and some rays
And I've watched sail in and out of Cinnamon Bay
I let go of a lover that took a of my heart
Prayed many for forgiveness and a brand new start

I've a lot of books, wrote a few songs
Looked at my life, it's goin', where it's gone
I've seen the through a bus windshield
But nothing to the way that I see it
To the way I see it, to the way that I see it
When I sit in that old chair

chair was my bed one New Year's night
When I out from too much Malibu and Diet
And I woke up to a hundred mosquito bites, I
Got 'em all right there in that old blue chair

There's a blue rocking chair, in the sand
Weathered by the storms and oiled hands