Intro}
E A/E E B/E E A/E E B/E E
{Verse 1}
E F#m
I've seen him plow a field of corn all day. That's reality.
A B E
His overalls are black with dirt, but his face is still full of dignity.
F#m B
He talks about the weather and he can tell you when it's gonna rain.
A B E A/B E
Told me 'bout the flood of twenty nine that washed the crops away.
{Chorus - Variation 1}
A G#m7 Amaj7
Underneath that Alabama sky,
F#m B E
Grandpa told me 'bout the things he'd seen.
A G#m7 Amaj7
Underneath that Alabama sky,
F#m B E A/E E B/E E A/E E B/E E
I listened to my Grandpa's memories.
{Verse 2}
E F#m B
At times he'd mention Grandma, turn his head and wipe away a tear.
A B E
Sometimes we'd take her picture down and sit and pretend that she's still here.
F#m B
Three girls and two boys he raised on love and simple honesty.
A B E A/B E
And when they finally have to carry him away, they'll take a lot of me.
{Chorus - Variation 2}
A G#m7 Amaj7
Underneath that Alabama sky,
F#m B E
Grandpa told me 'bout the things he'd seen.
A G#m7 Amaj7
Underneath that Alabama sky,
F#m B C#m
I listened to my Grandpa's memories.
{Chorus - Variation 3 and fade}
A G#m7 Amaj7
Underneath that Alabama sky,
F#m B E
Grandpa told me 'bout the things he'd seen.
A G#m7 Amaj7
Underneath that Alabama sky,
F#m B E A/E E B/E E A/E E B/E E
I listened to my Grandpa's memories.