Alabama Sky

I've seen him plow a field of corn all day
 That's reality
 His overalls are black with dirt
 But his face is still full of dignity
 He talks about the weather
 And he can tell you when it's gonna rain
 Told me 'bout the flood of '29
 That washed the crops away
 Underneath that Alabama sky
 Grandpa told me 'bout the things he'd seen
 Underneath that Alabama sky
 I listened to my Grandpa's memories
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 At times, he mentions Grandma
 Turn his head and wipe away a tear
 Sometimes we'd take her picture down
 And sit and pretend that she's still here
 3 girls and 2 boys he raised on love and simple honesty
 And when they finally have to carry him away
 They'll take a lot of me
 Underneath that Alabama sky
 Grandpa told me 'bout the things he'd seen
 Underneath that Alabama sky
 I listened to my Grandpa's memories
 Underneath that Alabama sky
 My Grandpa told me 'bout the things he'd seen
 Underneath that Alabama sky
 I listened to my Grandpa's memories