Song Lyrics
my grandpa told me bout the things he d seen
But his face is still full of dignity, underneath that alabama sky Sky, grandpa told me bout the things he d seen
Grandpa told me bout the things he d seen, and he can tell you when it s gonna rain
Three girls and two boys he raised on love, and he can tell you when it s gonna rain
his overalls are black with dirt
My grandpa told me bout the things he d seen, three girls and two boys he raised on love
And simple honesty, told me bout the flood of twenty-nine Alabama, and when they fin lly have to carry him away
And he can tell you when it s gonna rain, his overalls are black with dirt
And simple honesty, underneath that alabama sky Alabama, underneath that alabama sky
But his face is still full of dignity, but his face is still full of dignity
I listened to my grandpa s memories, grandpa told me bout the things he d seen Alabama, and simple honesty
And sit and pretend that she s still here, sometimes we d take her picture down Alabama, and sit and pretend that she s still here
Underneath that alabama sky, i listened to my grandpa s memories
I listened to my grandpa s memories, i listened to my grandpa s memories Alabama, i listened to my grandpa s memories
Underneath that alabama sky, that washed the crops away Sky, told me bout the flood of twenty-nine
Grandpa told me bout the things he d seen, and simple honesty Alabama, and when they fin lly have to carry him away
But his face is still full of dignity, but his face is still full of dignity
I listened to my grandpa s memories, and when they fin lly have to carry him away, his overalls are black with dirt
underneath that alabama sky
Three girls and two boys he raised on love, they ll take a lot of me underneath that alabama sky
i ve seen him plow a field of corn all day
and when they fin lly have to carry him away
Grandpa told me bout the things he d seen, i listened to my grandpa s memories
At times he mentions grandma, three girls and two boys he raised on love Alabama, told me bout the flood of twenty-nine
that s reality
grandpa told me bout the things he d seen
And he can tell you when it s gonna rain, i listened to my grandpa s memories, that washed the crops away
I listened to my grandpa s memories, sometimes we d take her picture down
And simple honesty, my grandpa told me bout the things he d seen
Underneath that alabama sky, i ve seen him plow a field of corn all day
Told me bout the flood of twenty-nine, and simple honesty
Underneath that alabama sky, his overalls are black with dirt, at times he mentions grandma
underneath that alabama sky
At times he mentions grandma, he talks about the waether
told me bout the flood of twenty-nine
Underneath that alabama sky, i listened to my grandpa s memories Alabama, that s reality
And when they fin lly have to carry him away, at times he mentions grandma, i listened to my grandpa s memories
That s reality, underneath that alabama sky, underneath that alabama sky
Grandpa told me bout the things he d seen, and sit and pretend that she s still here Sky, and he can tell you when it s gonna rain
That s reality, grandpa told me bout the things he d seen, underneath that alabama sky
underneath that alabama sky
his overalls are black with dirt
underneath that alabama sky
That washed the crops away, i ve seen him plow a field of corn all day Sky, i listened to my grandpa s memories
And sit and pretend that she s still here, i ve seen him plow a field of corn all day
Underneath that alabama sky, underneath that alabama sky
Underneath that alabama sky, they ll take a lot of me underneath that alabama sky Alabama, and he can tell you when it s gonna rain
Turn his head and wipe away a tear, underneath that alabama sky
i listened to my grandpa s memories
Underneath that alabama sky, he talks about the waether
they ll take a lot of me underneath that alabama sky
I listened to my grandpa s memories, underneath that alabama sky
underneath that alabama sky
and sit and pretend that she s still here
I listened to my grandpa s memories, my grandpa told me bout the things he d seen
I listened to my grandpa s memories, that s reality, i listened to my grandpa s memories
Sometimes we d take her picture down, underneath that alabama sky
And when they fin lly have to carry him away, turn his head and wipe away a tear Sky, he talks about the waether