Luyện nghe bài hát Old Blue Chair (Acoustic)

There's a rocking chair, sittin' in the sand
Weathered by the storms and oiled hands
It sways and forth 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
I sit in that old blue chair

From that chair caught a few fish and some rays
And watched boats sail in and out of Cinnamon Bay
I let go of a that took a piece of my heart
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
I've seen the world a bus windshield
But nothing 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 blue

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

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