Old Blue Chair

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

(Chorus)
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

(Chorus)

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...