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 be there like an old trusted friend

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 nothing compares to the way 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 I've caught a few and some rays
And I've watched sail in and out of Cinnamon Bay
I let go of a lover took a piece of my heart
Prayed many times for forgiveness and a brand new

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

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

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