He was sittin there his brush in hand Painting waves as they danced upon the sand With every stroke he brought to life The deep blue of the ocean against a 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 planned A little house on the edge of town Porch goin' all the way around
Put her there in 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 glowing eyes And took a canvas from a bag there by his side Picked up a brush and said to me “Son just where in this picture would you like to be” And 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 goin' all the way around
Put her there in 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 goin' all the way around
Put her there in 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 BirminghamTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
