[Intro]
F D#m Bb F
[Verse 1]
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.
[Chorus]
F
Well could you Paint Me A Birmingham
D#m
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
D#m
Cotton dress make it, early spring
Bb C
For awhile she?ll be, mine again
F D#m Bb
If you can Paint Me A Birmingham.
[Bridge]
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 in this picture, would you like to me
Bb C
I said if there?s any way you can
Bb C
Could you paint me back into her arms again.
[Chorus 2]
F
Paint Me A Birmingham
D#m
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
D#m
Cotton dress make it, early spring
Bb C
For awhile she?ll be, mine again
F
If you can Paint Me A Birmingham.
[Instrumental]
D#m Bb C
[Outro]
F
Put her there in the front yard swing
D#m
Cotton dress make it, early spring
Bb C
For awhile she?ll be, mine again
F
If you can Paint Me A, Birmingham.