Luyện nghe bài hát Old Blue Chair (Live)

There's a blue rocking
Sittin in the
Weathered by the storms and oiled hands
It sways back and with the help of the winds,
Seems to always be there, like an old friend

I've a lot of books,
Wrote a few
Looked at my life where goin, where 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 caught a few fish and some rays
And watched boats sail in and out of cinnamon bay
I let go of a lover took a piece of my heart
I many times for forgiveness and a brand new start

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

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

a blue rockin chair
Sittin' in the
Weathered by the storms and oiled hands