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Curtis Lowe

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          E                        B
Well, I used to wake the mornin, before the rooster crowed,
E                             A               F
Searchin for soda bottles to get myself some dough,
E                           B                   E
Run em down to the corner, down to the country store,
A                                                    E
Cash em in, and give my money to a man named Curtis Lowe.

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E              B              A           E
Old Curt was a black man with white curly hair,
E                      B           A          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 cross his knee
E                  B         A                E
I give old Curt my money, he play all day for me.

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Play me a song, Curtis Lowe, Curtis Lowe, G|-11b13-13b11-|
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Well, I got your drinkin money, tune up your Dobro G|-9/11-11-11/13-11b13r11-9-|
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People said he was useless, them people all were fools, G|-9~-p-6~-|
        E                  D                A             E
Cause Curtis Lowe was the finest picker to ever play the blues

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E                B          A           E
He looked to be sixty, and maybe I was ten,
E                  B           A             E
Mama used to whoop me, but I'd go see him again.
E                  B            A                E
I clap my hands, stomp my feet, try to stay in time,
E                    B         A           E
He d play a song or two, then take another drink of wine.

  A                     E            E7
Play me a song, Curtis Lowe, Curtis Lowe,
  A                                E           E7
Well, I got your drinkin money, tune up your Dobro.
  A                                E             F#
People said he was useless, them people all were fools,
        E                  D                A             E
Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues

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E                B             A           E
On the day ol Curtis died, no body came to pray,
E                  B                          A             E
the old preecher said some words, and they chucked him into clay,
E             B       A                      E
he lived a lifetime, playin the blackmans blues,
E               B                   A            E
on the day he lost his life, thats all he had 2 lose.


  A                     E            E7
Play me a song, Curtis Lowe, Curtis Lowe,
  A                                E           E7
Well, I got your drinkin money, tune up your Dobro.
  A                                E             F#
People said he was useless, them people all were fools,
        E                  D                A             E
Cause Curtis Lowe was the finest picker to ever play the blues

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