Luyện nghe bài hát Old Blue Chair (Acoustic)

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

I've a lot of books, wrote a few songs
Looked at my life, where it's goin', where it's
I've seen the through 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 old blue chair

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

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

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

a blue rocking chair, sitting in the sand
Weathered by the and well oiled hands