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Ballad Of Curtis Loew Lyrics

Well I used to wake the morning before the rooster crowed
Searchin' 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 'cross his knees
I'd give old Curt my money, he'd play all day for me

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

He looked to be sixty, and maybe I was ten
Mama used to whup 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

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
Yes sir

On the day old Curtis died nobody came to pray
Ol' preacher said some words, and they chucked 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 do

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

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