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Birmingham ukulele

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F
Delta Mama and a Nickajack Man
Am
Raised their Cumberland daughters in a Tennessee band
G
Played Springwater at Station Inn
F                                Am
Couldn't play fast, couldn't fit in

F
Caught a '66 Dodge in Caroline
Am
Got her education on her mama's dime
G
She was singing in a bar called Comatose
F                              Am
Halfway rusted on the salty coast

F             F
Rock of Ages, cleave for me
F       F       Am     F       
Let me hide myself in Thee
F        F    Am
Buried in the sand
F              F        G      F
Five hundred miles from Birmingham

F
Rockamount Cowboy in a rock and roll band
F                                        Am
Plugged his amplifier in all across the land
G
Athens, Georgia on a friday night
F                                      Am
Saw that little girl, she could sing alright

F
Spent five years going from town to town
F                                     Am
Waiting on that little girl to come around
G
Caught in the arms of New York City
F                                  Am
To lose that gal seemed terrible pity

F              F
Rock of Ages, cleave for me
F         F      Am   F
Let my heart forget a beat
F      F   Am
Why do you demand
F          F    G      F        
Calling me from Birmingham

Am
Pulled her covered wagon off the BQE
Am                                          F
Said this'll be the last you'll ever see of me
Am             
Well the cowboy laughed said I know it's not true
Am                                                 F
Cause there's nothing I could do to get loose from you

F
Made a little money playing in the bars
F                                     Am
With two beat up drums and two old guitars
F
From the Crescent City to the Great Salt Lake
F                                    Am
It ain't what you got, it's what you make

HARMONICA 
F    Am   F   Am

F
When the road got rough and the wheels all broke
Am
Couldn't take more then we could tow
F
Making something out of nothing with a scratcher and our hope
F                                           F
With two old guitars like a shovel and a rope

F               F 
Rock of Ages, cleave for me
F       F       Am      F
Let me hide myself in Thee
F      F   Am
Now I understand
F         F           G      F
On better terms since Birmingham


            
            
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