Alabama Sky — текст песни (Alabama)

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.

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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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