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He was Fsittin' there, his Bbbrush in hand
CPaintin' waves as they danced, uFpon the sand
With every stroke, he Bbbrought to life
The Cdeep blue of the ocean, against the Fmornin' sky
I Bbasked him if he only painted Cocean scenes
He Bbsaid for twenty dollars, I?ll Cpaint you anything.
Could you Paint Me A BirmingFham
Make it look just the Dmway I planned
A little house on the Bbedge of town
Porch goin' all the Cway around
Put her there in theF front yard swing
Cotton dress make it,Dm early spring
For awhile she?ll beBb, mine again C
If you can Paint Me A BirmingFham.
DmBbF
He Flooked at me, with Bbknowing eyes
Then Ctook a canvas from a bag there Fby his side
Picked up a brush, and Bbsaid to me
Son Cjust where in this picture woulFd you like to be
BbI said if there?s any way you Ccan
Could you Bbpaint me back into her arms aCgain.
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Paint Me A BirmingGham
Make it look just the Emway I planned
A little house on the Cedge of town
Porch goin' all the Dway around
Put he there in the Gfront yard swing
Cotton dress make it,Em early spring
For awhile she'll beC, mine againD
If you can Paint Me A BirmingGham Em
Oh Paint Me A BirmingCham. G
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