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[Verse]
EB
Well, I used to wake the mornin', before the rooster crowed,
EAF#
Searchin for soda bottles to get myself some dough,
EB
Run em down to the corner, down to the country store,
AE
Cash em in, and give my money to a man named Curtis Lowe.
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Old Curt was a black man with white curly hair,
EBAE
When he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care,
EBAE
He used to own an old Dobro, used to play it cross his knee
EBAE
I give old Curt my money, he play all day for me.
[Chorus]
AEE7
Play me a song, Curtis Lowe, Curtis Lowe, G|-11b13-13b11-|
AEE7
Well, I got your drinkin money, tune up your Dobro G|-9/11-11-11/13-11b13r11-9-|
AEF#
People said he was useless, them people all were fools, G|-9~-p-6~-|
EDAE
Cause Curtis Lowe was the finest picker to ever play the blues
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[Verse]
EBAE
He looked to be sixty, and maybe I was ten,
EBAE
Mama used to whoop me, but I'd go see him again.
EBAE
I clap my hands, stomp my feet, try to stay in time,
EBAE
He d play a song or two, then take another drink of wine.
[Chorus]
AEE7
Play me a song, Curtis Lowe, Curtis Lowe,
AEE7
Well, I got your drinkin money, tune up your Dobro.
AEF#
People said he was useless, them people all were fools,
EDAE
Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues
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[Verse]
EBAE
On the day ol Curtis died, no body came to pray,
EBAE
the old preecher said some words, and they chucked him into clay,
EBAE
he lived a lifetime, playin the blackmans blues,
EBAE
on the day he lost his life, thats all he had 2 lose.
[Chorus]
AEE7
Play me a song, Curtis Lowe, Curtis Lowe,
AEE7
Well, I got your drinkin money, tune up your Dobro.
AEF#
People said he was useless, them people all were fools,
EDAE
Cause Curtis Lowe was the finest picker to ever play the blues
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Have fun
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