Paint Me A Birmingham
Paining waves as they danced upon the sand
With every stroke he brought to life
The deeper of the ocean against the morning sky
I asked him if he only painted ocean scenes
He said for twenty dollars, I'll paint you anything
Could you paint me a Birmingham?
Make it look just the way I plan
A little house on the edge of town
Porch going all the way around
Put her there on the front yard swing
Cotton dress make it early spring
For a while she'll be mine again
If you could paint me a Birmingham
He looked at me with knowing eyes
And took a canvas from the bag there by his side
Picked up a brush and said to me
"Son, just where in this picture would you like to be?"
I said, "If there's any way you can,
Could you paint me back into her arms again?"
Could you paint me a Birmingham?
Make it look just the way I plan
A little house on the edge of town
Porch going all the way around
Put her there on the front yard swing
Cotton dress make it early spring
For a while she'll be mine again
If you could paint me a Birmingham
Paint me a Birmingham
Make it look just the way I plan
A little house on the edge of town
Porch going all the way around
Put her there on the front yard swing
Cotton dress make it early spring
For a while she'll be mine again
If you could paint me a Birmingham
Oh, paint me a Birmingham
Autor(es): Buck Moore / Gary Duffy