He was sitting there
His brush in hand
painting waves as they danced
upon the sand
with every stroke
he brought to life
the deep blue 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 Burmingham
Making love just the way I planned
A little house on the edge of town
Porch going all the way around
Put her there in the front yard swing
Cotton dress make it early Spring
For a while she'll be mine again
If you could paint me a Burmingham
He looked at me
with knowing eyes
and took a canvas from a 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 anyway you can
can you paint me back into her arms again
Could you paint me a Burmingham
Making love just the way I planned
A little house on the edge of town
Porch going all the way around
Put her there on the front yard swing
Cotton dres make it early Spring
For a while she'll be mine again
If you could paint me a Burmingham
(REPEAT)
Oh, paint me a Burmingham
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