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Fingder pick this song alternating between open E and open B string
Capo 2
E 022100
Asus2 002200
B7 x21202 (alternate use 4 ,2 0 on B string)
F#m7 232222
A 022200
intro
E Asus2 B7 E
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E Asus2
There's a blue rockin' chair, sittin' in the sand.
E B7
Weathered by the storms, and well oiled hands.
E Asus2
It sways back and forth, with the help of the winds.
F#m7 A B7
Seems to always be there, like an ol' trusted friend.
Asus2
I've read a lot of books, wrote a few songs.
E
Looked at my life, where it's goin', where it's gone.
Asus2
I've seen the world, through a bus windshield.
B7 Asus2
But nothing compares, to the way that I see it,
Asus2 Asus2
to the way that I see it, to the way that I see it,
B7 E
When I sit in that Old Blue Chair.
[ Tab from: http://www.guitaretab.com/k/kenny-chesney/70910.html ]
(play intro )
E Asus2
From that chair I've caught, a few fish and some rays,
E B7
and I've watched boats sail, in and out of Cinnamon Bay.
E Asus2
I let go of a lover, that took a piece of my heart.
F#m7 A B7
Prayed many times for forgiveness, and a brand new start.
Asus2 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.
Asus2 A
I've seen the world, through a bus windshield.
B7 Asus2
But nothing compares, to the way that I see it,
Asus2 Asus2
to the way that I see it, to the way that I see it,
B7 E E A
when I sit in that Old Blue Chair. ----------------4-----4-5-|
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Bridge --4h6---------------------|
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Strum -0----------------------0-|
Asus2
That chair was my bed, one New Year's night,
E
when I passed out from too much, Cruzen and diet,
Asus2 B7
and I woke up to a hundred mosquito bites I swear.
Asus2 B7 E E E
Got 'em all sittin' right there, in the Old Blue Chair.
E Asus2
There's a blue rockin' chair, sittin' in the sand.
B7 Asus2 (slowly) E
Weathered by the storms, and well oiled hands.
(Play intro to end)
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