I'm new to all of this, and this is my first attempt, so sorry if it's not up to par.
There's a blue rocking chair,
sittin in the sand,
weathered by the storms,
and the well oiled hands,
It sways back and forth,
with the help of the wind,
and it seems to always be there,
like an old trusted friend
(Chorus)
I've read alot 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 winshield,
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,
(stop)
In that old blue chair
Verse 2
From that chair I've caught,
a few fish and some rays,
and I've watched boats sail,
In and out of cinnamon bays,
I've let go of a lover,
who took a piece of my heart,
and prayed many times for forgiveness,
and a brand new start
(Repeat Chorus)
That chair was by bed one New Year's night,
When I passed out from too much Cruzan and diet,
and I woke up to a hunderd mosquito bites I swear
got 'em all sittin right there,
(stop)
In that old blue chair
There's a blue rocking chair
Sittin in the sand
weathered by the storms and
(stop)
well oiled hands