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            The Ballad Of Curtis Loew

[Intro]
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[Verse]
        E                           B
Well, I used to wake the morning before the rooster crowed
E                                 A               F#
   Searching for soda bottles to get myself some dough
E                                  B
   Brought 'em down to the corner, down to the country store
A                                     A7               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              A
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
I'd give old Curt my money, he'd play all day for me

[Chorus]
A                     E            E7
Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew
A                                E              E7
Well, I got your drinking money, tune up your dobro
A                                E              F#
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

[Interlude]
E  D  D  E

[Verse]
E               B      A               E
He looked to be sixty, and maybe I was ten
E            B               D            A
Mama used to whip me but I'd go see him again
E                  B               A              E
I'd clap my hands, stomp my feets, try to stay in time
E              B
He'd play me a song or two
     D                     E    E7
Then take another drink of wine.

[Chorus]
A                     E            E7
Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew
A                                E              E7
Well, I got your drinking money, tune up your dobro
A                                E              F#
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

[Interlude]
E  D  A  A

Yes sir

[Solo]
E  B  A  E
E  B  D  E
E  B  A  E
E  B  D  E

A  A  E  E
A  A  E  E
A  A  E  F#  F#
E  D  A  E

[Verse]
E              B            A              E
On the day old Curtis died, nobody came to pray
E            B                         D                  A
Ol' preacher said some words, and they chunked him in the clay
E               B        A                       E
Well he lived a lifetime playin' the black man's blues
E                 B                     D             E    E7
And on the day he lost his life, that's all he had to lose

[Chorus]
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              F#
People said he was useless, them people all are fools
      E                 D                A              E
cause Curtis you're the finest picker to ever play the blues

[Outro]
E  D  D  E
E  D  A  E
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