Alabama Sky – AlabamaBy I’ve seen him plow a field of corn all dayThat’s realityHis overalls are black with dirtBut his face is still full of dignity.He talks about the weatherAnd he can tell you when it’s gonna rainTold me ’bout the flood of Twenty-NineThat washed the crops away.Underneath that Alabama skyGrandpa told me ’bout the things he’d seenUnderneath that Alabama skyI listened to my Grandpa’s memories.At times he mentions GrandmaTurn his head and wipe away a tearSometimes we’d take her picture downAnd sit and pretend that she’s still here.Three girls and two boys he raised on loveAnd simple honestyAnd when they fin’lly have to carry him awayThey’ll take a lot of me.Underneath that Alabama skyGrandpa told me ’bout the things he’d seenUnderneath that Alabama skyI listened to my Grandpa’s memories.Underneath that Alabama skyMy Grandpa told me ’bout the things he’d seenUnderneath that Alabama skyI listened to my Grandpa’s memories… www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20