xNot sure if this is completely right, but it sounds good when I play it.
Capo 2
E A
There's a blue rockin' chair, sittin' in the sand.
E B
Weathered by the storms, and well oiled hands.
E A
It sways back and forth, with the help of the winds.
E B
Seems to always be there, like an ol' trusted friend.
E B
I've read a lot of books, wrote a few songs.
A
Looked at my life, where it's goin', where it's gone.
E A
I've seen the world, through a bus windshield.
B A
But nothing compares, to the way that I see it,
B A
to the way that I see it, to the way that I see it,
B E
When I sit in that Old Blue Chair.
E A
From that chair I've caught, a few fish and some rays,
E B
and I've watched boats sail, in and out of Cinnamon Bay.
E A
I let go of a lover, that took a piece of my heart.
E B
Prayed many times for forgiveness, and a brand new start.
E B
I've read a lot of books, wrote a few songs.
A
Looked at my life, where it's goin', where it's gone.
E A
I've seen the world, through a bus windshield.
B A
But nothing compares, to the way that I see it,
B A
to the way that I see it, to the way that I see it,
B E
when I sit in that Old Blue Chair.
E
That chair was my bed, one New Year's night,
A
when I passed out from too much, Malibu and diet,
E B
and I woke up to a hundred mosquito bites. I swear.
A B E
Got 'em all sittin' right there, in the Old Blue Chair.
E A
There's a blue rockin' chair, sittin' in the sand.
E B E
Weathered by the storms, and well oiled hands.
