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There's a blue rocking chair |
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Sittin' in the sand |
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Weathered by the storms |
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And well oiled hands |
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It sways back and forth |
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With the help of the winds |
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It seems to always be there |
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Like an old trusted friend |
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I've read a lot of books |
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Wrote a few songs |
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Looked at my life |
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Where it's going, where it's gone |
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I've seen the world through a bus windshield |
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But nothing compares |
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To the way that I see it |
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To the way that I see it |
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To the way that I see it |
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When I sit in that old blue chair |
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From that chair I've caught |
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A few fish and some rays |
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And I've watched boats sail |
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In and out of Cinnamon Bay |
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I let go of a lover |
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That took a piece of my heart |
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And prayed many times for forgiveness |
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And a brand new start |
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I've read a lot of books |
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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 |
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But nothing compares |
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To the way that I see it |
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To the way that I see it |
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To the way that I see it |
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When I sit in that old blue chair |
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That chair was my bed one New Year's night |
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When I passed out from too much Malibu |
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And I woke up to a hundred mosquito bites, I swear |
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Got 'em all sitting right there |
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In that old blue chair |
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There's a blue rocking chair |
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Sittin' in the sand |
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Weathered by the storms |
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And well oiled hands. |
