Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Birmingham, artist - Shovels & Rope.
Date of issue: 30.07.2012
Song language: English
Birmingham |
Delta Mama and a Nickajack Man |
Raised their Cumberland daughter in a Tennessee band |
Played Springwater at Station Inn |
Couldn’t play fast, couldn’t fit in |
Caught a '66 Dodge in Caroline |
Got her education on her mama’s dime |
She was singing in a bar called Comatose |
Halfway rusted on the salty coast |
Rock of Ages, cleave for me |
Let me hide myself in Thee |
Buried in the sand |
Five hundred miles from Birmingham |
Rockamount Cowboy in a rock and roll band |
Plugged his amplifier in all across the land |
Athens, Georgia on a Friday night |
Saw that little girl, she could sing alright |
Spent five years going from town to town |
Waiting on that little girl to come around |
Caught in the arms of New York City |
To lose that gal seemed a terrible pity |
Rock of Ages, cleave for me |
Let my heart forget a beat |
Why do you demand |
Calling me from Birmingham |
Pulled her covered wagon off the BQE |
Said «This'll be the last you’ll ever see of me.» |
Well the cowboy laughed said «I know it’s not true |
Cause there’s nothing I could do to get loose from you.» |
Made a little money playing in the bars |
With two beat up drums and two old guitars |
From the Crescent City to the Great Salt Lake |
It ain’t what you got, it’s what you make |
When the road got rough and the wheels all broke |
Couldn’t take more then we could tow |
Making something out of nothing with a scratcher and our hope |
With two old guitars like a shovel and a rope |
Rock of Ages, cleave for me |
Let me hide myself in Thee |
Now I understand |
On better terms since Birmingham |