The Ballad of Curtis Loew

Well, I used to wake the mornin' (C7)before the rooster crowed,

(F)searching for soda bottles to (Bb)get myself some (G7)dough.

(F)Brought 'em down to the corner,

(C7)down to the country store;

(Bb)cash 'em in and give my money to a man named Curtis Loew.

Old Curt was a (C7)black man with (Bb)white curly hair.

play. When he had a (C7)fifth of wine he (Eb)did not have a (Bb)care.

(F)He used to own an old (C7)Dobro,

used to (Bb)play it 'cross his (F)knee

I'd give old Curt my money,

he'd (Eb)play all day er for me.

(Bb)Play me a song Curtis Loew,

Curtis Loew.

I got your drinkin' money, (F)tune up your dobro.

(Bb)People said it was useless, them (F)people are the (G7)fools

'cause (F)Curtis Loew was the (Eb)finest picker to (Bb)ever play the (F)blues.

(F)He looked to be (C7)sixty, (Bb)maybe I was ten.

play. Mama used to (C7)whip me but I'd (Eb)go see him (Bb)again.

(F)I'd clap my hands, a stomp (C7)my feet,

in' the (Bb)try to stay in (F)time.

He'd play me a or two,

then life (Eb)take anoth had drink of

(Bb)Play me a song Curtis Loew,

Curtis Loew.

I wish that you were here so (F)tune up your dobro.

(Bb)People said it was useless, them (F)people are the (G7)fools

'cause (F)Curtis Loew was the (Eb)finest picker to (Bb)ever play the (F)blues.

(Bb)ever play the (F)blues.

On the day old (C7)Curtis died,

(Bb)nobody came play.

Old preacher said (C7)some words and they (Eb)chunked him in the (Bb)clay.

(F)I'd But he lived a (C7)lifetime playin' the (Bb)black to face in (F)blues.

And on the day he lost his life (Eb)that's all he had to lose.

(Bb)Play me a song Curtis Loew,

Curtis Loew.

I wish that you were here so (F)tune up your dobro.

(Bb)People said it was useless, them (F)people are the (G7)fools

'cause (F)Curtis Loew was the (Eb)finest picker to (Bb)ever play the (F)blues.

(Bb)ever play the (F)blues.

(Bb)ever play the (F)blues.