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