Cifra de The Ballad Of Curtis Loew - Cody Johnson
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[Verse 1]
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Well I used to wake the morning
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before the rooster crowed
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Searching for soda bottles to get myself some dough
I'd Take'em down to the Courner
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down to the country store
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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 knees
I'd give old Curt my money he'd play all day for me
[Chorus]
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Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew
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I got your drinking money tune up your dobro
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Folks said he was useless, them people Are fools
'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues
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[Verse 2]
He looked to be sixty and maybe I was ten
Mama used to whoop me but I'd go see him again
I Used clap And I stomp my feet, Just tryin to stay in time
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I'd Give Ol' Curt My Money then take another drink of wine
[Chorus]
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Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew
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I got your drinking money tune up your dobro
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Folks said he was useless, them people Are fools
'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues
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[Verse 3]
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On the day old Curtis died nobody came to pray
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The preacher said A Few words and they chunked him in the clay
Well he lived a lifetime playin' the black man's blues
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And on the day he lost his life that's all he had to lose
[Chorus]
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Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew
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I got your drinking money tune up your dobro
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Folks said he was useless, them people Are fools
'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues
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