{Intro} 
 
D  G/D  D      A/D  D       G/D  D      A/D  D 
 
 
{Verse 1} 
 
     D                                                  Em 
I've seen him plow a field of corn all day. That's reality. 
    G                                     A                          D 
His overalls are black with dirt, but his face is still full of dignity. 
                                                                   Em    A 
He talks about the weather and he can tell you when it's gonna rain. 
G                                   A                            D  G/A   D 
Told me 'bout the flood of twenty nine that washed the crops away. 
 
 
{Chorus - Variation 1} 
 
                G  F#m7   Gmaj7 
Underneath that Alabama   sky, 
Em                 A                  D 
Grandpa told me 'bout the things he'd seen. 
                G  F#m7   Gmaj7 
Underneath that Alabama   sky, 
  Em             A             D    G/D D    A/D  D    G/D  D    A/D  D 
I listened to my Grandpa's memories. 
 
 
{Verse 2} 
 
   D                                                         Em      A 
At times he'd mention Grandma, turn his head and wipe away a tear. 
    G                                    A                                D 
Sometimes we'd take her picture down and sit and pretend that she's still here. 
                                                              Em   A 
Three girls and two boys he raised on love and simple honesty. 
              G                            A                           D  G/A  D 
And when they finally have to carry him away, they'll take a lot of me. 
 
 
{Chorus - Variation 2} 
 
                G  F#m7   Gmaj7 
Underneath that Alabama   sky, 
Em                 A                  D 
Grandpa told me 'bout the things he'd seen. 
                G  F#m7   Gmaj7 
Underneath that Alabama   sky, 
  Em             A             Bm 
I listened to my Grandpa's memories. 
 
 
{Chorus - Variation 3 and fade} 
 
                G  F#m7   Gmaj7 
Underneath that Alabama   sky, 
Em                 A                  D 
Grandpa told me 'bout the things he'd seen. 
                G  F#m7   Gmaj7 
Underneath that Alabama   sky, 
  Em             A             D    G/D  D      A/D  D      G/D  D  A/D  D 
I listened to my Grandpa's memories.