Luyện nghe bài hát Old Blue Chair (Acoustic)

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

read a lot of books, wrote a few songs
Looked at my life, where it's goin', it's gone
I've the world through a bus windshield
But compares to the way that I see it
To the way I see it, to the way that I see it
When I sit in 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 lover that a piece of my heart
Prayed many times for forgiveness and a new start

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

That chair was my bed one New 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

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