D G/D D A/D D G/D D A/D D
{verse 1}
D Em
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 .
Em A
he talks about the weather and he can tell you when it’s gonna rain .
G A D G/A D
told me ’bout the flood of twenty nine that washed the crops away .
{chorus - variation 1}
G F#m7 Gmaj7
underneath that alabama sky ,
Em A D
grandpa told me ’bout the things he’d seen .
G F#m7 Gmaj7
underneath that alabama sky ,
Em A D G/D D A/D D G/D D A/D D
i listened to my grandpa’s memories .
{verse 2}
D Em 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 .
Em 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 F#m7 Gmaj7
underneath that alabama sky ,
Em A D
grandpa told me ’bout the things he’d seen .
G F#m7 Gmaj7
underneath that alabama sky ,
Em A Bm
i listened to my grandpa’s memories .
{chorus - variation 3 and fade}
G F#m7 Gmaj7
underneath that alabama sky ,
Em A D
grandpa told me ’bout the things he’d seen .
G F#m7 Gmaj7
underneath that alabama sky ,
Em A D G/D D A/D D G/D D A/D D
i listened to my grandpa’s memories .
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