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