D G A Bm
D G
He was sittin' there, his brush in hand
A D
Paintin' waves as they danced, upon the sand
D G
With every stroke, he brought to life
A D
The deep blue of the ocean, against the mornin' sky
G A
I asked him if he only painted ocean scenes
G A
He said for twenty dollars, I'll paint you anything
D
Well could you paint me a Birmingham
Bm
Make it look just the way I planned
G
A little house on the edge of town
A
Porch goin' all the way around
D
Put her there in the front yard swing
Bm
Cotton dress make it, early Spring
G A
For a while she'll be mine again
D
If you could paint me a Birmingham
Verse 2
D G
He looked at me, with knowin' eyes
A D
Then took a canvas from a bag there by his side
D G
Picked up a brush, and said to me
A D
Son just where in this picture, would you like to be
G A
I said if there is any way you can
G A
Could you paint me back into her arms again
Repeat Chorus
followed by Bm,G,A
D
Put her there in the front yard swing
Bm
Cotton dress make it, early Spring
G A
For a while she'll be mine again
D
If you could paint me a Birmingham