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-7b(9)-(9)b7
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Well I u sed to wake the mornin'be fore the rooster crowed
Searchin for soda bottles t o get myself some dough
Brung em down to the corner, down to the country store
Cash em in and give my money to a man named Curtis Lowe
Ol'Curt was a black man with wh ite curly h air
When he had a fifth of wine he d id not have a care
He used to own an old do bro used to p lay it 'cross his k nee
I'd give Ol'C urt my money, he'd p lay all day for me
Play me a song, Curtis L owe, hey Curtis Lowe
I got your drinkin'money, tu ne up your dobro
People said you was useless but them p eople all were f ools
Cause Curtis Lowe was the f inest picker to e ver play the blues
He looked to be 60, m aybe I was 10
Mama used to w hoop me but I'd go see him aga in
I'd clap my hands, st omp my feets tryin'to stay in t ime
He'd play me s ong or two then take another drink of wine
Play me a song, Curtis L owe, hey Curtis Lowe
I got your drinkin'money, tu ne up your dobro
People said you was useless but them p eople all were f ools
Cause Curtis Lowe was the f inest picker to e ver play the blues
On the day Ol'Cu rtis died nob ody came to p ray
Old preacher s aid some words and they ch ucked him in the c lay
He lived a l ifetime playin'the black man's bl ues
And on the day he lo st his life that's a ll he had to l ose
Play me a song Curtis L owe, hey Curtis Lowe
I wish that you was here so e veryone would know
People said you was useless but them p eople all were f ools
Cause C urtis, you're the f inest picker to ever play the blues
