Karaoké Old Blue Chair Kenny Chesney

There's a blue rocking chair sitting in the 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

I've read a lot of books

Wrote a few songs

Looked at my life

Where it's going, where it's gone

I've seen the world through a bus windshield but nothing compares to the way that I see it

To the way that I see it

To the way that I 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 boats sail in and out of Cinnamon Bay

I let go of a lover that took a piece of my heart

Prayed many times for forgiveness and a brand new start

I've read a lot of books

Wrote a few songs

Looked at my life

Where it's going, where it's gone

I've seen the world through a bus windshield but nothing compares to the way that I see it

To the way that I see it

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

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 them all sitting right there in that old blue chair

There's a blue rocking chair sitting in the sand

Weathered by the storms and well oiled hands