
Sometimes the best love stories don’t begin with fireworks — they start with a simple line that feels almost accidental. George Strait’s “The Chair” is one of those songs. Released in 1985, it became an instant classic, not because it was loud or flashy, but because it captured the magic of an ordinary moment turning into something unforgettable.
What makes this song so special is the way it’s written. Instead of telling us everything outright, the lyrics unfold like real conversation. The famous opening — “Well, excuse me, but I think you’ve got my chair” — sets the scene, and from there it’s all small talk, little hints of charm, and the slow realization that something deeper is happening. It feels less like a performance and more like eavesdropping on the very beginning of a love story.
Strait delivers it with effortless warmth, his smooth Texas drawl making every word believable. There’s no chorus, no dramatic build-up — just steady, intimate storytelling that draws you in. And maybe that’s why the song resonated so strongly. It reminded people that love doesn’t always arrive with grand gestures; sometimes it slips in quietly, in the middle of an ordinary night.
“The Chair” went straight to No. 1 and remains one of George Strait’s signature songs. But beyond the charts, it’s loved because it feels real. Everyone has that one memory — a first glance, a clumsy conversation, a small spark that changed everything. This song captures that universal experience with rare honesty and charm.
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Lyrics
Well, excuse me, but I think you’ve got my chair
No, that one’s not taken, I don’t mind if you sit here
I’ll be glad to share
Yeah, it’s usually packed here on Friday nights
Oh, if you don’t mind, could I talk you out of a light?
Well, thank you, could I drink you a buy?
Oh, listen to me, what I mean is, can I buy you a drink?
Anything you please
Oh, you’re welcome, well, I don’t think I caught your name
Are you waiting for someone to meet you here?
Well, that makes two of us, glad you came
No, I don’t know the name of the band
But they’re good, aren’t they?
Would you like to dance?
Yeah, I like this song too, it reminds me of you and me, baby
Do you think there’s a chance that later on I could drive you home?
No, I don’t mind at all
Oh, I like you too, and to tell you the truth
That wasn’t my chair after all
Oh, I like you too, and to tell you the truth
That wasn’t my chair after all