Birmingham

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

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


[Chorus]

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


[Verse 2]

G
Rockamount Cowboy in a rock and roll
 band
G                                 
Plugged his amplifier in all 
       Em
across the land
D
Athens, Georgia on a friday night
Continúa después del anuncio
C                                 
Saw that little girl, she could 
     Em
sing alright

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


[Chorus]

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


[Verse 3]

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

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


[Instrumental]

G    Em   D   C   Em


[Bridge]

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


[Chorus]

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