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