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