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Curtis Lowe

Lynyrd Skynyrd

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Lynyrd skynyrd Curtis Lowe |--------------------------------------------------------| |--------------------------------------------------------| |--9b11-11r9--9--9b11-------9b11r9--11b13--13r11-9~~~/13-| |----------------------9-11------------------------------| |--------------------------------------------------------| |--------------------------------------------------------| 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. |----------| |----------| |----------| |----------| |-4-2------| |-----2~--0| 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. A E E7 Play me a song, Curtis Lowe, Curtis Lowe, G|-11b13-13b11-| A E E7 Well, I got your drinkin money, tune up your Dobro G|-9/11-11-11/13-11b13r11-9-| A E F# 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 e|-------------------------------------| b|-------------------------------------| G|-9/13-13-139-9/11-11-9-9-7-----------| D|----------------------------11-9b--7~| a|-------------------------------------| e|-------------------------------------| 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 |------------12-14-16-14-16-16-14-12------------------------------------| |------12-14-------------------------14---------------------------------| |---13----------------------------------1311----------------------------| |14-------------------------------------------14-11---------------------| |---------------------------------------------------14-11-11-11-11-11-9-| |-----------------------------------------------------------------------| |-----------------------------------------------------------------12--| |-----------------------------14-------------------------------12-----| |------------------------9-13----13-11-12-12-11-9----9-9-11-13--------| |-------------------11-9--------------------------11------------------| |10-10-9--------------------------------------------------------------| |--------12-9-12-12---------------------------------------------------| |19-16-14------------------------------| |---------12-12------------------------| |---------------13---------------------| |------------------14-11---------------| |------------------------14-11---------| |------------------------------(14-12)-| |9-12-9------------------------9-12-9----12-| |-------12-------12-------------------12----| |----------11-13----13-11-9-11--------------| |-------------------------------------------| |-------------------------------------------| |-------------------------------------------| |---9---------9-12-9-------12-9---------9---------------------------------| |12---12-------------12---------12-9------12-9----------------------------| |--------13-9-----------13-----------13--------11-9-----------------------| |--------------------------------------------------11-9-------------------| |-------------------------------------------------------7-10--------------| |------------------------------------------------------------12-9-7-4-2-0-| 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 |-------------------------------------------------------| |-11b13-13r11--9---9b------------11b13-11b13r11--9~~/13-| |-10b12-12r10--8---8b-------9----10b12-10b12r10--8~~/12-| |----------------------9-11---11------------------------| |-------------------------------------------------------| |-------------------------------------------------------| Have fun
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