The Chair
1.
I live in a cabin, set under the mountain
The Chilhowee peaks are my neighbors and friends
And from my back porch I can see the Great Smoky
And the sparkling blue ribbon where Little River bends
2.
I truly believed when you said that you loved me
But never forever, least that’s my belief
Now people might say, that I should be crying
But all I can muster is a sigh of relief
Chorus:
I have a rocker of blue weathered wicker
One of life’s constants, far more than a chair
With a touch from my finger, I set it in motion
And its rocking easy because you’re not here
3.
You came out of nowhere, a light burning brightly
My heart set on fire, drawn into your flame
You gave what I needed, you left when you wanted
That’s how it was and there’s no one to blame
Chorus:
I have a rocker of blue weathered wicker
One of life’s constants, far more than a chair
With a touch from my finger, I set it in motion
And its rocking easy because you’re not here
Bridge:
You sat in the chair and stared at old Smoky
Comparing the stars to the bright city lights
You sat in the chair and said you were leaving
I get through the days but I sure miss those nights
Chorus:
I have a rocker of blue weathered wicker
One of life’s constants, far more than a chair
With a touch from my finger, I set it in motion
And its rocking easy because you’re not here
