Intro}
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{Verse 1}
A Bm
I've seen him plow a field of corn all day. That's reality.
D E A
His overalls are black with dirt, but his face is still full of dignity.
Bm E
He talks about the weather and he can tell you when it's gonna rain.
D E A D/E A
Told me 'bout the flood of twenty nine that washed the crops away.
{Chorus - Variation 1}
D C#m7 Dmaj7
Underneath that Alabama sky,
Bm E A
Grandpa told me 'bout the things he'd seen.
D C#m7 Dmaj7
Underneath that Alabama sky,
Bm E A D/A A E/A A D/A A E/A A
I listened to my Grandpa's memories.
{Verse 2}
A Bm E
At times he'd mention Grandma, turn his head and wipe away a tear.
D E A
Sometimes we'd take her picture down and sit and pretend that she's still here.
Bm E
Three girls and two boys he raised on love and simple honesty.
D E A D/E A
And when they finally have to carry him away, they'll take a lot of me.
{Chorus - Variation 2}
D C#m7 Dmaj7
Underneath that Alabama sky,
Bm E A
Grandpa told me 'bout the things he'd seen.
D C#m7 Dmaj7
Underneath that Alabama sky,
Bm E F#m
I listened to my Grandpa's memories.
{Chorus - Variation 3 and fade}
D C#m7 Dmaj7
Underneath that Alabama sky,
Bm E A
Grandpa told me 'bout the things he'd seen.
D C#m7 Dmaj7
Underneath that Alabama sky,
Bm E A D/A A E/A A D/A A E/A A
I listened to my Grandpa's memories.