Ken MellonsPaint Me A Birmingham [F] [D#m] [Bb] [F] He was [F]sittin there, his [Bb]brush in hand [C]Paintin waves as they danced, u[F]pon the sand With every stroke, he [Bb]brought to life The [C]deep blue of the ocean, against the [F]mornin sky I [Bb]asked him if he only painted [C]ocean scenes He [Bb]said for twenty dollars, Ill [C]paint...