Lyrics:

He was sittin' there, his brush in hand Paintin' waves as they danced, upon the sand With every stroke, he brought to life The deep blue of the ocean, against the mornin' sky I asked him if he only painted ocean scenes He said for twenty dollars, I'll paint you anything. Chorus: Well 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 awhile she'll be, mine again If you can Paint Me A Birmingham. He looked at me, with knowing eyes Then took a canvas from a bag there by his side Picked up a brush, and said to me Son just in this picture, would you like to me I said if there's any way you can Could you paint me back into her arms again. 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 awhile she'll be, mine again If you can Paint Me A Birmingham. Put her there in the front yard swing Cotton dress make it, early spring For awhile she'll be, mine again If you can Paint Me A, Birmingham.