Luyện nghe bài hát Old Blue Chair (Live)

There's a blue rocking
in the sand
Weathered by the and well oiled hands
It sways back and forth the help of the winds,
to always be there, like an old trusted friend

I've a lot of books,
a few songs
Looked at my life where it's goin, it's gone
I've seen the 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 boats in and out of cinnamon bay
I let go of a that took a piece of my heart
I prayed many times for and a brand new start

read a lot of books,
Wrote a few
Looked at my where it's goin, where it's gone
seen the world through a bus windeshield, but nothing compares
To the way that I see it, to the way I see it,
to the way that I see it I sit in
old blue chair

That chair was my bed one New Night
i passed out from too much Cruzan and Diet
And woke up to a mesquito bites,
I swear got 'em all right there
In old blue chair

There's a blue chair
in the sand
Weathered by the storms and well oiled