Intro}
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{Verse 1}
F# G#m
I've seen him plow a field of corn all day. That's reality.
B C# F#
His overalls are black with dirt, but his face is still full of dignity.
G#m C#
He talks about the weather and he can tell you when it's gonna rain.
B C# F# B/C# F#
Told me 'bout the flood of twenty nine that washed the crops away.
{Chorus - Variation 1}
B A#m7 Bmaj7
Underneath that Alabama sky,
G#m C# F#
Grandpa told me 'bout the things he'd seen.
B A#m7 Bmaj7
Underneath that Alabama sky,
G#m C# F# B/F# F# C#/F# F# B/F# F# C#/F# F#
I listened to my Grandpa's memories.
{Verse 2}
F# G#m C#
At times he'd mention Grandma, turn his head and wipe away a tear.
B C# F#
Sometimes we'd take her picture down and sit and pretend that she's still here.
G#m C#
Three girls and two boys he raised on love and simple honesty.
B C# F# B/C# F#
And when they finally have to carry him away, they'll take a lot of me.
{Chorus - Variation 2}
B A#m7 Bmaj7
Underneath that Alabama sky,
G#m C# F#
Grandpa told me 'bout the things he'd seen.
B A#m7 Bmaj7
Underneath that Alabama sky,
G#m C# D#m
I listened to my Grandpa's memories.
{Chorus - Variation 3 and fade}
B A#m7 Bmaj7
Underneath that Alabama sky,
G#m C# F#
Grandpa told me 'bout the things he'd seen.
B A#m7 Bmaj7
Underneath that Alabama sky,
G#m C# F# B/F# F# C#/F# F# B/F# F# C#/F# F#
I listened to my Grandpa's memories.