Looking Good Old Blue Rocking Chair Lyrics

My dear old aunt Harriet in Heaven she be.

Old blue rocking chair lyrics. Send me sweet chariot for the end of the trouble I see. Be as You Are Songs from an Old Blue Chair 2005. When I sit in that old blue chair That chair was my bed one New Years night When I passed out from too much Malibu and Diet And I woke up to a hundred mosquito bites I swear Got em all sittin right there in that old blue chair Theres a blue rocking chair sitting in.

Just set me here grabbin at the flies round this rockin chair. From that chair Ive caught a few fish and some rays. Theres a blue rocking chair Sittin 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 therelike an old trusted friend Ive read a lot of books Wrote a few songs Looked at my life where its goin where its gone Ive 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.

Bonus Track Kenny Chesney. Old Blue Chair Ocean mix Lyrics. I let go of a lover that took a piece of my heart.

Verse G Theres a blue rocking chair C sittin in the sand G weathered by the storms D and the well oiled hands G It sways back and forth C with the help of the wind Am C and it seems to. Cant get from this cabin goin nowhere. Old Blue Chair Lyrics.

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. Her hands were all callused wrinkled and old A life of hard work was the story they told And I thought of angels as I saw here there Rocking alone in an old rocking chair. Theres 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.

It sways back and forth. Am D A Em E G Dm Chords for Grasstowne - Blue Rocking ChairMOV with song key BPM capo transposer play along with guitar piano ukulele mandolin. Theres a blue rocking chair Sittin in the sand Weathered by the storms And well oiled hands It sways back and forth With the help of the winds It seems to always be there Like an old trusted friend Ive read a lot of books Wrote a few songs Looked at my life Where its going where its gone Ive seen the world through a bus windshield But nothing compares To the way that I see it To the way.