David Simmons

David Simmons - Old Wooden Chair lyrics

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There's and old wooden chair
Out back in my yard
Where I sit and play the strings
Off this old black guitar
Man I just let it play
Sometimes for hours a day
Hell that's just my way
Just what I do
When I need to feel you
And most times a glass of goose or two
Helps me on my way
Gets me through another day
And I'm not who I want to be
I'm just me 
Just who I am most of the time
With a clear heart and clear mind
And most times right beside me
Under that old tree
Right there in the shade
My two big beautiful pitbull babes
Yeah sound asleep
Gentle as can be
No they wouldn't hurt a flee
Just don't get between
Them and me
Because that won't work well
They get mad as hell
And there Just letting you know
It's a place you don't wanna go
They love me and that's just how it has to be
And I can sit for hours 
Just playing to the wind
Sometimes I have over some friends
And we sit and write funny songs
Cut up laugh and talk all night long
But these songs there just not part of me
So I leave them right there 
Under that big old tree
In that old wooden chair
Right there in that old wooden chair
And we write beer drinking songs
That go on and on
Woman we've known songs about times long gone
From back in our youth 
And not a lot a truth in one word of those songs
That I've heard
But no they don't help me feel you
So they stay right there
In that old wooden chair
Carried off to the wind
There's and old wooden chair
Out back in my yard
Where I sit and play the strings off
This old black guitar
And if you need me 
Just look for me there
With a glass of goose or two
I'll be around 
Writing songs about you
Asking God to see me through
I am so lost without you
And I know he can't hear
And it's been years 
Since he's heard me play
I think he's lost his faith in me
So I'm just gonna play and let it be
Sitting right here
In this old wooden chair
There's and old wooden chair
Out back in my yard
Where I sit and play the strings
Off this old black guitar
And I just let it play
Sometimes for hours a day
Hell that's just my way
It's just what I do
When I need to feel you
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