Lynyrd Skynyrd - Ballad Of Curtis Lowe
E B Well I used to wake the morning before the rooster crowed E A F#7 Searching for soda bottles to get myself some dough E B Brought em down to the corner, down to the country store A A7 Cash em in and give my money to a man named curtis loew E B A E Old curt was a black man with white curly hair E B A E When he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care E B A E He used to own an old dobro, used to play it across his knee E B A E E7 Id give old curt my money, hed play all day for meE B A E He looked to be sixty, and maybe I was ten E B A E Mama used to whip me but Id go see him again E B A E Id clap my hands, stomp my feets, try to stay in time E B Hed play me a song or two A E E7 Then take another drink of wine. E B A E On the day old curtis died, nobody came to pray E B A E Ol preacher said some words, and they chunked him in the clay E B A E But he lived a lifetime playin the black mans blues E B A E E7 And on the day he lost his life, thats all he had to loseA E E7 Play me a song curtis loew, curtis loew A E E7 I got your drinking money, tune up your dobro A E E7 People said he was useless, them people are the fools E A D A A7 cause curtis loew was the finest picker to ever play the bluesA E E7 Play me a song curtis loew, hey curtis loew A E E7 I wish that you was here so everyone would know A E E7 People said he was useless, them people all are fools E D A A7 E cause curtis youre the finest picker to ever play the blues
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