Paint Me A Birmingham

He was sitting there, his brush in hand

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

O paint me a Birmingham