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Lynyrd Skynyrd - The Ballad Of Curtis Loew

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Well I used to wake the morning before the rooster crowed
Searching for soda bottles to get myself some dough
Brought `em down to the corner, down to the country store
Cash `em in and give my money to a man named Curtis Loew

Old Curt was a black man with white curly hair
When he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care
He used to own an old dobro, used to play it across his knee
I`d give old Curt my money, he`d play all day for me

(Chorus)
Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew
I got your drinking money, tune up your dobro
People said he was useless, them people are the fools
`Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues

He looked to be sixty, and maybe I was ten
Mama used to whip me but I`d go see him again
I`d clap my hands, stomp my feets, try to stay in time
He`d play me a song or two
Then take another drink of wine.

Chorus

Yes sir

On the day old Curtis died, nobody came to pray
Ol` preacher said some words, and they chunked him in the clay
But he lived a lifetime playin` the black man`s blues
And on the day he lost his life, that`s all he had to lose

Play me a song Curtis Loew, Hey Curtis Loew
I wish that you was here so everyone would know
People said he was useless, them people all are fools
`Cause Curtis you`re the finest picker to ever play the blues

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