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The Ballad Of Curtis Loew

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The Ballad Of Curtis Loew

Year: 1991 - Album: Lynyrd Skynyrd - All Time Greatest Hits

Written by Allen Collins / Ronnie Van Zant

	  		Intro:   E    D    E   
        (E)                      B7          
Well, I used to wake the mornin' before the rooster crowed,   
E                             A               F#  
Searchin' for soda bottles to get myself some dough.   
E                           B7          
Run 'em down to the corner, down to the country store,   
A                                                    E   
Cash 'em in, and give my money to a man named Curtis Loew.   
   
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E              B7              A     G     E   
Old Curt was a black man with white curly hair,   
(E)                    B7           D          A    
When he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care,   
(E)                   B7              A        G          E    
He used to own an old Dobro, used to play it 'cross his knee   
(E)                B7         A                E   
I give old Curt my money, he play all day for me.   


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A E Play me a song, Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew, A E Well, I got your drinkin' money, tune up your Dobro. A E F#7 People said he was useless, them people all were fools, E D A E E D A 'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues
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E D4 strum A E D A4 strum He looked to be sixty, and maybe I was ten, Mama used to whup me, but I'd go see him again. I clap my hands, stomp my feets, try to stay in time, He'd play a song or two, then take another drink of wine. Play me a song, Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew, Well, I got your drinkin' money, tune up your Dobro. People said he was useless, them people all were fools, 'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues. 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 lose
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A 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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