Tracy Lawrence - Paint me a birmingham

^DHe was sitting there his ^Embrush in ^Em7hand ^AsusPainting waves as they dance ^Dsus2upon the sand With ^Devery stroke ^Emhe brought to ^Em7life The ^Asusdeep blue of the ocean against ^Dsus2the morning sky I ^Emasked him if he only painted ^Aocean scenes He ^Gsaid for twenty dollars, I'll ^Apaint you anything

Could you paint me a ^DBirmingham? Make it look just the ^Bmway I plan A little house on the ^Gedge of town Porch goin' all the way a^Around Put her there on the ^Dfront yard swing Cotton dress, make it ^Bmearly spring For awhile she'll be mine a^Ggain ^A If you could paint me a ^DBirmingham

^DHe looked at me, with ^Emknowing ^Em7eyes ^AsusAnd took a canvas from a bag there ^Dsus2by his side ^DPicked up a brush ^Emand said to ^Em7me Sonk, ^Asusjust where in this picture would ^Dsus2you like to be? ^EmI asked him if there's anyway ^Ayou can Could you ^Gpaint me back into her ^Aarms again?

Could you paint me a ^DBirmingham? Make it look just the ^Bmway I plan A little house on the ^Gedge of town Porch goin' all the way a^Around Put her there on the ^Dfront yard swing Cotton dress, make it ^Bmearly spring For awhile she'll be mine a^Ggain ^A If you could paint me a ^DBirmingham

Paint me a ^EBirmingham Make it look just the ^C#mway I plan A little house on the ^Aedge of town Porch goin' all the way ^Baround Put her there on the ^Efront yard swing Cotton dress make it, ^C#mearly spring For awhile she'll be mine a^Again ^B If you could paint me a ^EBirmingham ^EOh, paint me birmingham.