Capo II Finger pick or light strums E There's a blue rocking chair A Sitting in the sand E B Weathered by the storms and well oiled hands E It sways back and forth A With the help of the winds E B It seems to always be there, like an old trusted friend A I've read a lot of books, wrote a few songs E Looked at my life - where it's goin, where it's gone A I've seen the world through a bus windshield B A But nothing compares to the way that I see it E A To the way that I see it, to the way that I see it B When I sit in that old blue chair E A From that chair I've cought 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 A I've read a lot of books, wrote a few songs E Looked at my life - where it's goin, where it's gone A I've seen the world through a bus windshield B A But nothing compares to the way that I see it E A To the way that I see it, to the way that I see it B When I sit in that old blue chair A That chair was my bed one New Year's night E When I passed out from too much Cruzan and diet A And I woke up to a hundred mosquito bites B A B I swear, got em all sitting right there E In that old blue chair E There's a blue rocking chair A Sitting in the sand E B Weathered by the storms and well oiled hands E A E A B through end