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Current song lyrics
Well I used to wake the morning before the rooster crowed <br />Searching for soda bottles to get myself some dough <br />Brought 'em down to the corner, down to the country store <br />Cash 'em in and give my money to a man named Curtis Loew<br /><br />Old Curt was a black man with white curly hair <br />When he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care <br />He used to own an old dobro, used to play it across his knee <br />I'd give old Curt my money, he'd play all day for me<br /><br />Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew <br />I got your drinking money, tune up your dobro <br />People said he was useless, them people all were the fools <br />'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues<br /><br />He looked to be sixty, and maybe I was ten <br />Mama used to whip me but I'd go see him again <br />I'd clap my hands, stomp my feets, try to stay in time <br />He'd play me a song or two <br />Then take another drink of wine.<br /><br />Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew <br />I got your drinking money, tune up your dobro <br />People said he was useless, them people all were the fools <br />'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues<br /><br />Yes sir<br /><br />On the day old Curtis died, nobody came to pray <br />Ol' preacher said some words, and they chunked him in the clay<br />But he lived a lifetime playin' the black man's blues <br />And on the day he lost his life, that's all he had to lose<br /><br />Play me a song Curtis Loew, Hey Curtis Loew <br />I wish that you was here so everyone would know <br />People said he was useless, them people all were fools <br />'Cause Curtis you're the finest picker to ever play the blues
New song lyrics
Well I used to wake the morning before the rooster crowed <br />Searching for soda bottles to get myself some dough <br />Brought 'em down to the corner, down to the country store <br />Cash 'em in and give my money to a man named Curtis Loew<br /><br />Old Curt was a black man with white curly hair <br />When he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care <br />He used to own an old dobro, used to play it across his knee <br />I'd give old Curt my money, he'd play all day for me<br /><br />Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew <br />I got your drinking money, tune up your dobro <br />People said he was useless, them people all were the fools <br />'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues<br /><br />He looked to be sixty, and maybe I was ten <br />Mama used to whip me but I'd go see him again <br />I'd clap my hands, stomp my feets, try to stay in time <br />He'd play me a song or two <br />Then take another drink of wine.<br /><br />Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew <br />I got your drinking money, tune up your dobro <br />People said he was useless, them people all were the fools <br />'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues<br /><br />Yes sir<br /><br />On the day old Curtis died, nobody came to pray <br />Ol' preacher said some words, and they chunked him in the clay<br />But he lived a lifetime playin' the black man's blues <br />And on the day he lost his life, that's all he had to lose<br /><br />Play me a song Curtis Loew, Hey Curtis Loew <br />I wish that you was here so everyone would know <br />People said he was useless, them people all were fools <br />'Cause Curtis you're the finest picker to ever play the blues
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