Tab Realm

Random Styles : Goregrind - Electro Rock - Bachata - KPop - Copla - Filmi - Murga - Acoustic - Opera - Funk
TAB by Song : 12489
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
Tab List Area
1 Pages 1 Results

Old Blue Chair by Kenny Chesney







                         Old Blue Chair 







**Capo 2nd**
Chords:
E-022100
A-002200
B-024400

Intro:E           A            B            E
e|-0-----0-----------0-----0------0-----0------0-----0----|
B|--0-0-------0--0----0-0---0-0----0-0---0-0----0-0---0-0-|
G|---1-------1--1---2--2-----2---4--4-----4------1-----1--|
D|------2--2---2---2------2-----4------4------2-----2-----|
A|-----2----------0------0-----2------2------2-----2------|
E|------------------------------------------0-------------|

Verse1:there's a (start verse) blue rockin chair......
Verse2:from that (start verse) chair i've caught......
   E             A            E            B
e|----0-----0-------0-----0------0-----0------0-----0-----|
B|-------0-----0-------0-----0------0-----0------0-----0--|
G|------1-----1----2--2-----2------1-----1---4--4-----4---|
D|---2-2---2-2----2--2---2-2----2-2---2-2---4--4---4-4----|
A|--2-----2-----0-------0------2-----2-----2------2-------|
E|-0--------------------------0---------------------------|
  it (next line) sways back n' forth.........
  i let (next line) go of a lover............
   E             A            E            B
e|----0-----0-------0-----0------0-----0------0-----0-----|
B|-------0-----0-------0-----0------0-----0------0-----0--|
G|------1-----1----2--2-----2------1-----1---4--4-----4---|
D|---2-2---2-2----2--2---2-2----2-2---2-2---4--4---4-4----|
A|--2-----2------0------0------2-----2-----2------2-------|
E|-0--------------------------0---------------------------|

Chorus: i've (start chorus) read alotta books......
   A     B     E            A            B
e|----0-----0-----0-----0------0-----0------0-----0-------|
B|------0-----0------0-----0------0-----0------0-----0----|
G|---2-----4--------1-----1---2--2-----2---4--4-----4-----|
D|--2--2--4--4---2-2---2-2---2--2---2-2---4--4---4-4------|
A|-0-----2------2-----2-----0------0-----2------2---------|
E|-------------0------------------------------------------|
  to (Next line) the way that i see it......
   A            B            A     B
e|----0-----0------0-----0------0-----0-----0-----0-------|
B|-------0-----0------0-----0-----0-----0------0-----0----|
G|---2--2-----2---4--4-----4---2-----4--------1-----1-----|
D|--2--2---2-2---4--4---4-4---2--2--4--4---2-2---2-2------|
A|-0------0-----2------2-----0-----2------2-----2---------|
E|---------------------------------------0----------------|

Then Strum:
     A
that chair was my bed one new year's night
       E
when i passed out from too much malibu and diet
      A                                     B
and i woke up to a hundred mosquito bites i swear
      A                B                       E
got'm all sittin right there, in that old blue chair

pick verse 1 again
then play intro






There's 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 there, like an old trusted friend
I've read a lot of books,
Wrote a few songs
Looked at my life where it's goin', where it's gone
I've 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
From that chair I've caught a few fish and some rays
And I've watched boats sail in and out of cinnamon bay
I let go of a lover that took a piece of my heart
I prayed many times for forgiveness and a brand new start
I've read a lot of books,
Wrote a few songs
Looked at my life where it's goin, where it's gone
I've 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
That chair was my bed one New Year's night
When I passed out from too much malibu and diet
And woke up to a hundred mosquito bites,
I swear got 'em all sittin' right there
In that old blue chair
There's a blue rockin' chair
Sittin' in the sand
Weathered by the storms and well oiled hands









------------------

version 2 









Chords used in this song : 
G

e ---|---|-x-|---|---|
B ---|---|---|---|---|
G ---|---|---|---|---|
D ---|---|---|---|---|
A ---|-x-|---|---|---|
E ---|---|-x-|---|---| C

e ---|---|---|---|---|
B -x-|---|---|---|---|
G ---|---|---|---|---|
D ---|-x-|---|---|---|
A ---|---|-x-|---|---|
E ---|---|-o-|---|---| D

e ---|-x-|---|---|---|
B ---|---|-x-|---|---|
G ---|-x-|---|---|---|
D ---|---|---|---|---|
A ---|---|---|---|---|
E ---|---|---|---|---| Am

e ---|---|---|---|---|
B -x-|---|---|---|---|
G ---|-x-|---|---|---|
D ---|-x-|---|---|---|
A ---|---|---|---|---|
E ---|---|---|---|---| 



  G
There's 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
and it seems to always be there,
  D  
like an old trusted friend
 
(Chorus)

  C
I've read alot of books
  D
wrote a few songs
  G
looked at my life, where it's going
  G
where it's gone,
  C
I've seen the world, through a bus winshield,
  D
But nothing compares
  C                        D
To the way that I see it, to the way that I see it,
  C                              D
To the way that I see it when I sit,
 (stop)                 G  C  D  G
In that old blue chair

Verse 2

  G
From that chair I've caught,
  C
a few fish and some rays,
  G
and I've watched boats sail,
                        D
In and out of cinnamon bays,
  G
I've let go of a lover,
  C
who took a piece of my heart,
  Am
and prayed many times for forgiveness,
  D
and a brand new start

(Repeat Chorus)

  C
That chair was by bed one New Year's night,
  G
When I passed out from too much Cruzan and diet,
  C                                          D
and I woke up to a hunderd mosquito bites I swear
  C                        D
got 'em all sittin right there, 
(stop)              G C D  G
In that old blue chair

 G
There's a blue rocking chair
 C
Sittin in the sand
 D                        C
weathered by the storms and
 (stop)           G C D  G
well oiled hands









------------------

version 3









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
---------------------------------------------------------------------0-----|
--0-------------0--0------------0---0-----------0-----0-------------0------|
---1-----------2----2----------2-----2-----------2-----1-----------1-------|
----2-4-2----2-------2-4-2---2--------1-4-4-------1------2-4-2---2-------2-|
---------2--2------0------0-0-------2--------2-----2------------------2h4--|
-0---------0------------------------------------------0--------0-----------|


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.

(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-|
                                             ------4-5-4-5-7---4-7-----|
Bridge                                       --4h6---------------------|
                                             --------------------------|
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)


END








------------------

version 4








Mostly Picking;  strumming 3rd verse

G
There's a blue rocking chair
Cadd9             C Triad
Sitting in the sand
G                           D             Dadd9 D       
Weathered by the storms and well oiled hands
G
It sways back and forth
Cadd9                   C Triad 
With the help of the winds
Am                   C             D                Dadd9 D
It seems to always be there, like an old trusted friend


Cadd9                                     
I've read a lot of books, wrote a few songs
G
Looked at my life - where it's going, where it's gone
Cadd9
I've seen the world through a bus windshield
D                Dadd9 D      Cadd9         G
But nothing compares to the way that I see it
Cadd9                      G   Cadd9
To the way that I see it,      to the way that I see it
        D                        G
When I sit in that old blue chair


G                            Cadd9                C Triad
From that chair I've caught a few fish and some rays
G                                        D            Dadd9 D
And I've watched boats sail in and out of cinnamon bay
G                               Cadd9           C Triad
I let go of a lover that took a piece of my heart
Am                C                D               Dadd9 D
Prayed many times for forgiveness and a brand new start


Cadd9                                     
I've read a lot of books, wrote a few songs
G
Looked at my life - where it's going, where it's gone
Cadd9
I've seen the world through a bus windshield
D             Dadd9 D   Cadd9               G
But nothing compares to the way that I see it
Cadd9                       G   Cadd9
To the way that I see it,      to the way that I see it
        D                       G
When I sit in that old blue chair

Cadd9
That chair was my bed one New Year's night
G
When I passed out from too much Cruzan and diet
Cadd9
And I woke up to a hundred mosquito bites
D  Dadd9 D     Cadd9                            D
I swear,           got em all sitting right there
G
In that old blue chair
G
There's a blue rocking chair
Cadd9
Sitting in the sand
D                       Cadd9                G
Weathered by the storms and well oiled hands


                E A D G B E
C Triad:        0 3 2 0 1 3









------------------

version 5







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








------------------

version 6







 
Capo 2
 
 
E                             A
There's a blue rockin' chair, sittin' in the sand.
 E                        B
Weathered by the storms, and well oiled hands.
 E                        A
It sways back and forth, with the help of the winds.
 E                         B
Seems to always be there, like an ol' trusted friend.
 
E                          B
I've read a lot of books, wrote a few songs.
 A
Looked at my life, where it's goin', where it's gone.
  E                      A
I've seen the world, through a bus windshield.
 B                      A
But nothing compares, to the way that I see it,
 B                         A
to the way that I see it, to the way that I see it, 
 B                        E
When I sit in that Old Blue Chair.
 
  E                           A
From that chair I've caught, 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.
 
E                          B
I've read a lot of books, wrote a few songs.
   A
Looked at my life, where it's goin', where it's gone.
   E                   A
I've seen the world, through a bus windshield.
  B                    A
But nothing compares, to the way that I see it,
  B                        A
to the way that I see it, to the way that I see it, 
B                         E
when I sit in that Old Blue Chair.
 
  E
That chair was my bed, one New Year's night, 
  A
when I passed out from too much, Malibu and diet,
  E                                         B
and I woke up to a hundred mosquito bites. I swear.
  A                        B                     E
Got 'em all sittin' right there, in the Old Blue Chair.
 
E                                           A
There's a blue rockin' chair, sittin' in the sand.
 E                       B               E
Weathered by the storms, and well oiled hands.








--------------