{Intro} 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.