Luyện nghe bài hát Old Blue Chair

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

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 world through a bus
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

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

read a lot of books, wrote a few songs
Looked at my life, where it's goin', where gone
seen 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

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

There's a rocking chair, sitting in the sand
by the storms and well oiled hands