Intro}
D# G#/D# D# A#/D# D# G#/D# D# A#/D# D#
{Verse 1}
D# Fm
I've seen him plow a field of corn all day. That's reality.
G# A# D#
His overalls are black with dirt, but his face is still full of dignity.
Fm A#
He talks about the weather and he can tell you when it's gonna rain.
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Told me 'bout the flood of twenty nine that washed the crops away.
{Chorus - Variation 1}
G# Gm7 G#maj7
Underneath that Alabama sky,
Fm A# D#
Grandpa told me 'bout the things he'd seen.
G# Gm7 G#maj7
Underneath that Alabama sky,
Fm A# D# G#/D# D# A#/D# D# G#/D# D# A#/D# D#
I listened to my Grandpa's memories.
{Verse 2}
D# Fm A#
At times he'd mention Grandma, turn his head and wipe away a tear.
G# A# D#
Sometimes we'd take her picture down and sit and pretend that she's still here.
Fm A#
Three girls and two boys he raised on love and simple honesty.
G# A# D# G#/A# D#
And when they finally have to carry him away, they'll take a lot of me.
{Chorus - Variation 2}
G# Gm7 G#maj7
Underneath that Alabama sky,
Fm A# D#
Grandpa told me 'bout the things he'd seen.
G# Gm7 G#maj7
Underneath that Alabama sky,
Fm A# Cm
I listened to my Grandpa's memories.
{Chorus - Variation 3 and fade}
G# Gm7 G#maj7
Underneath that Alabama sky,
Fm A# D#
Grandpa told me 'bout the things he'd seen.
G# Gm7 G#maj7
Underneath that Alabama sky,
Fm A# D# G#/D# D# A#/D# D# G#/D# D# A#/D# D#
I listened to my Grandpa's memories.