{Intro}
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{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.
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Told me 'bout the flood of twenty nine that washed the crops away.
{Chorus - Variation 1}
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Underneath that Alabama sky,
Em A D
Grandpa told me 'bout the things he'd seen.
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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.
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And when they finally have to carry him away, they'll take a lot of me.
{Chorus - Variation 2}
G F#m7 G7M
Underneath that Alabama sky,
Em A D
Grandpa told me 'bout the things he'd seen.
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Underneath that Alabama sky,
Em A Bm
I listened to my Grandpa's memories.
{Chorus - Variation 3 and fade}
G F#m7 G7M
Underneath that Alabama sky,
Em A D
Grandpa told me 'bout the things he'd seen.
G F#m7 G7M
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.