There's a blue rockin' chair

Sittin in sand

Weathered by the storms

And well oiled hands

It sways back and forth

With the help of the winds

Seems to always be there

like an old trusted friend

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I've a read a lot of books

Wrote a few songs

Looked at my life where it's goin

Where it's gone

I've seen the world through a bus wind shield

But nothin compares

To the way that I see it

To the way that I see it

To the way that see it when i sit in that old blue chair

From that chair I've caught

A few fish and some rays

And i've watched both sail in and outta Cinnimon bay

I let go of a lover

That took a piece of my heart

Prayed many times for forgiveness and a brand new start

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That chair was my bed one New Year's night

When I passed out from too much cruzan and diet

And I woke up to a hundred mosquito bites (I swear)

Got em` all sittin right there

In that ol' blue chair

There's a blue rockin' chair

Sittin in sand

Weathered by the storms

And well oiled hands...