* this is a repost of a current version on here by joesmithband 21 , with a few
corrections , all credit goes to them for making it
the ballad of curtis loew
intro : E D A E
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 E
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 D 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 D E E7
id give old curt my money , hed play all day for me
( chorus )
A E
play me a song curtis loew , curtis loew
A E
i got your drinking money , tune up your dobro
A E F#7
people said he was useless , them people are the fools
E D A E
cause curtis loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues
bridge : E D A E
E B A E
he looked to be sixty , and maybe i was ten
E B D 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
D E
then take another drink of wine .
chorus
solo : ( main ) verse
chorus
E B A E
on the day old curtis died , nobody came to pray
E B D 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 D E
and on the day he lost his life , thats all he had to lose
A E
play me a song curtis loew , hey curtis loew
A E
i wish that you was here so everyone would know
A E F#7
people said he was useless , them people all are fools
E B D E
cause curtis youre the finest picker to ever play the blues
outro : E B D E
end
* this is a repost of a current version on here by joesmithband 21 , with a few
corrections , all credit goes to them for making it
the ballad of curtis loew
intro : E D A E
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 E
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 D 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 D E E7
id give old curt my money , hed play all day for me
( chorus )
A E
play me a song curtis loew , curtis loew
A E
i got your drinking money , tune up your dobro
A E F#7
people said he was useless , them people are the fools
E D A E
cause curtis loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues
bridge : E D A E
E B A E
he looked to be sixty , and maybe i was ten
E B D 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
D E
then take another drink of wine .
chorus
solo : ( main ) verse
chorus
E B A E
on the day old curtis died , nobody came to pray
E B D 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 D E
and on the day he lost his life , thats all he had to lose
A E
play me a song curtis loew , hey curtis loew
A E
i wish that you was here so everyone would know
A E F#7
people said he was useless , them people all are fools
E B D E
cause curtis youre the finest picker to ever play the blues
outro : E B D E
end
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