Song | Old Blue Chair |
Artist | Kenny Chesney |
Album | When The Sun Goes Down (Deluxe Version) |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Chesney |
[00:14.86] | There's a blue rocking chair |
[00:19.01] | Sittin' in the sand |
[00:22.69] | Weathered by the storms |
[00:25.71] | And well oiled hands |
[00:29.78] | It sways back and forth |
[00:33.03] | With the help of the winds |
[00:37.03] | It seems to always be there |
[00:40.87] | Like an old trusted friend |
[00:44.06] | I've read a lot of books |
[00:46.68] | Wrote a few songs |
[00:48.39] | Looked at my life |
[00:49.62] | Where it's going, where it's gone |
[00:51.64] | I've seen the world through a bus windshield |
[00:55.26] | But nothing compares |
[00:58.07] | To the way that I see it |
[01:02.36] | To the way that I see it |
[01:05.60] | To the way that I see it |
[01:08.29] | When I sit in that old blue chair |
[01:24.27] | From that chair I've caught |
[01:28.02] | A few fish and some rays |
[01:31.51] | And I've watched boats sail |
[01:34.42] | In and out of Cinnamon Bay |
[01:38.75] | I let go of a lover |
[01:42.46] | That took a piece of my heart |
[01:46.01] | And prayed many times for forgiveness |
[01:49.80] | And a brand new start |
[01:53.30] | I've read a lot of books |
[01:55.80] | Wrote a few songs |
[01:57.62] | Looked at my life |
[01:58.77] | Where it's going, where it's gone |
[02:00.97] | I've seen the world through a bus windshield |
[02:04.68] | But nothing compares |
[02:07.86] | To the way that I see it |
[02:11.52] | To the way that I see it |
[02:15.10] | To the way that I see it |
[02:17.25] | When I sit in that old blue chair |
[02:22.43] | That chair was my bed one New Year's night |
[02:26.00] | When I passed out from too much Malibu |
[02:29.56] | And I woke up to a hundred mosquito bites, I swear |
[02:36.88] | Got 'em all sitting right there |
[02:39.85] | In that old blue chair |
[02:48.50] | There's a blue rocking chair |
[02:52.48] | Sittin' in the sand |
[02:56.12] | Weathered by the storms |
[02:57.94] | And well oiled hands. |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Chesney |
[00:14.86] | There' s a blue rocking chair |
[00:19.01] | Sittin' in the sand |
[00:22.69] | Weathered by the storms |
[00:25.71] | And well oiled hands |
[00:29.78] | It sways back and forth |
[00:33.03] | With the help of the winds |
[00:37.03] | It seems to always be there |
[00:40.87] | Like an old trusted friend |
[00:44.06] | I' ve read a lot of books |
[00:46.68] | Wrote a few songs |
[00:48.39] | Looked at my life |
[00:49.62] | Where it' s going, where it' s gone |
[00:51.64] | I' ve seen the world through a bus windshield |
[00:55.26] | But nothing compares |
[00:58.07] | To the way that I see it |
[01:02.36] | To the way that I see it |
[01:05.60] | To the way that I see it |
[01:08.29] | When I sit in that old blue chair |
[01:24.27] | From that chair I' ve caught |
[01:28.02] | A few fish and some rays |
[01:31.51] | And I' ve watched boats sail |
[01:34.42] | In and out of Cinnamon Bay |
[01:38.75] | I let go of a lover |
[01:42.46] | That took a piece of my heart |
[01:46.01] | And prayed many times for forgiveness |
[01:49.80] | And a brand new start |
[01:53.30] | I' ve read a lot of books |
[01:55.80] | Wrote a few songs |
[01:57.62] | Looked at my life |
[01:58.77] | Where it' s going, where it' s gone |
[02:00.97] | I' ve seen the world through a bus windshield |
[02:04.68] | But nothing compares |
[02:07.86] | To the way that I see it |
[02:11.52] | To the way that I see it |
[02:15.10] | To the way that I see it |
[02:17.25] | When I sit in that old blue chair |
[02:22.43] | That chair was my bed one New Year' s night |
[02:26.00] | When I passed out from too much Malibu |
[02:29.56] | And I woke up to a hundred mosquito bites, I swear |
[02:36.88] | Got ' em all sitting right there |
[02:39.85] | In that old blue chair |
[02:48.50] | There' s a blue rocking chair |
[02:52.48] | Sittin' in the sand |
[02:56.12] | Weathered by the storms |
[02:57.94] | And well oiled hands. |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Chesney |
[00:14.86] | There' s a blue rocking chair |
[00:19.01] | Sittin' in the sand |
[00:22.69] | Weathered by the storms |
[00:25.71] | And well oiled hands |
[00:29.78] | It sways back and forth |
[00:33.03] | With the help of the winds |
[00:37.03] | It seems to always be there |
[00:40.87] | Like an old trusted friend |
[00:44.06] | I' ve read a lot of books |
[00:46.68] | Wrote a few songs |
[00:48.39] | Looked at my life |
[00:49.62] | Where it' s going, where it' s gone |
[00:51.64] | I' ve seen the world through a bus windshield |
[00:55.26] | But nothing compares |
[00:58.07] | To the way that I see it |
[01:02.36] | To the way that I see it |
[01:05.60] | To the way that I see it |
[01:08.29] | When I sit in that old blue chair |
[01:24.27] | From that chair I' ve caught |
[01:28.02] | A few fish and some rays |
[01:31.51] | And I' ve watched boats sail |
[01:34.42] | In and out of Cinnamon Bay |
[01:38.75] | I let go of a lover |
[01:42.46] | That took a piece of my heart |
[01:46.01] | And prayed many times for forgiveness |
[01:49.80] | And a brand new start |
[01:53.30] | I' ve read a lot of books |
[01:55.80] | Wrote a few songs |
[01:57.62] | Looked at my life |
[01:58.77] | Where it' s going, where it' s gone |
[02:00.97] | I' ve seen the world through a bus windshield |
[02:04.68] | But nothing compares |
[02:07.86] | To the way that I see it |
[02:11.52] | To the way that I see it |
[02:15.10] | To the way that I see it |
[02:17.25] | When I sit in that old blue chair |
[02:22.43] | That chair was my bed one New Year' s night |
[02:26.00] | When I passed out from too much Malibu |
[02:29.56] | And I woke up to a hundred mosquito bites, I swear |
[02:36.88] | Got ' em all sitting right there |
[02:39.85] | In that old blue chair |
[02:48.50] | There' s a blue rocking chair |
[02:52.48] | Sittin' in the sand |
[02:56.12] | Weathered by the storms |
[02:57.94] | And well oiled hands. |