The Ballad Of Curtis Loew
by Cody JohnsonChords
4.8 (14)
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Verse 1
Well I used to wake the morning
before the rooster crowed
Searching for
soda bottles
to get myself some
dough
I'd
Take'em down to the Courner
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 w
hite curly
hair
When he had a f
ifth of wine he
did not
have a
care
He used to own an old d
obro used to
play it across his knees
I'd give old C
urt 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
Folks said he was useless, them
people
Are fools
'Cause
Curtis Loew was the finest
picker to ever play the
blues
Verse 2
He looked to be
sixty and
maybe I was
ten
Mama used to
whoop me but I'd
go see him
again
I
Used clap And I
stomp my feet, Just
tryin to stay in
time
I
'd Give Ol'
Curt My Money then
take another
drink of wine
Chorus
Play me a song Curtis
Loew, Curtis Loew
I got your drinking money
tune up your dobro
Folks said he was useless, them
people
Are fools
'Cause
Curtis Loew was the finest
picker to ever play the
blues
Verse 3
On the day old C
urtis died nobody
came to pray
The preacher said
A Few words and they
chunked him
in the
clay
Well 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
Chorus
Play me a song Curtis
Loew, Curtis Loew
I got your drinking money
tune up your dobro
Folks said he was useless, them
people
Are fools
'Cause
Curtis Loew was the finest
picker to ever play the
blues
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