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