Luyện nghe bài hát Old Blue Chair

There's a blue rocking chair, sittin' in the
by the storms and well oiled hands
It sways back and forth with the help of the
It seems to always be there an old trusted friend

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

From that chair I've caught a few and some rays
And I've watched boats in and out of Cinnamon Bay
I let go of a lover that a piece of my heart
Prayed times for forgiveness and a brand new start

I've read a lot of books, wrote a few
Looked at my life, where it's goin', where it's
seen the world through a bus windshield
But compares to the way that I see it
To the way that I see it, to the way I see it
When I sit in that old chair

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

There's a blue chair, sitting in the sand
Weathered by the and well oiled hands