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Well i used to wake the morning before the rooster crowed searchin for soda bottles, to get myself some dough run em down to the corner |
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| down to the country store cash em in and give my money to a man named curtis lowe 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 'coss his knee I'd give old curt my money and he'd play all day for me |
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Chorus: Play me a song Curtis Lowe, hey Curtis Lowe I got your drinkin money, tune up your dobro, people said he was useless, them people all were fools, 'cause Curtis Lowe was the finest picker to ever play the blues |
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He looked to be sixty, and maybe i was 10 Mama used to whoop me, but i'd go see him again I'd clap my hands and stomp my feet just tryin to stay in time he'd play me a song or two then take another drink a wine |
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On the day old Curtis died nobody came to pray old preacher said some words and they chunked him in the clay well 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 |
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Play me a song Curtis Lowe, hey Curtis Lowe I wish that you was here so everyone would know people said he was useless, them people all were fools 'cause Curtis Lowe was the finest picker to ever play the blues |
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