The Ballad Of Curtis Loew Cifras

por Cody Johnson
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Dificuldade: iniciante
Afinação: E A D G B E
Capotraste: 1st traste
Autor: rushnelson161 [pro] 73. Última edição em 21 de ago. de 2023

Cifras

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[Verse 1]
D
Well I used to wake the morning
A
before the rooster crowed
D             F#m          G                  E
Searching for soda bottles to get myself some dough
   D
I'd Take'em down to the Courner
A                        E F#m
down to the country store
G                                                   D
Cash 'em in and give my money to a man named Curtis Loew
                               G          D
Old Curt was a black man with white curly hair
               A               C       G      D
When he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care
                       A            G                         D
He used to own an old dobro used to play it across his knees
              A                 C        G
I'd give old Curt my money he'd play all day for me
 
[Chorus]
G                     D
Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew
G                         D
I got your drinking money tune up your dobro
G                               D      E
Folks said he was useless, them people Are fools
       D                          G                       Dm
'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues
 
D A G D
 
[Verse 2]
                Am        G           D
He looked to be sixty and maybe I was ten
             A                C          G
Mama used to whoop me but I'd go see him again
  D               A                   G                Dm
I Used clap And I stomp my feet, Just tryin to stay in time
 D           A                  C            G
I'd Give Ol' Curt My Money then take another drink of wine
 
[Chorus]
 
G                     D
Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew
G                         D
I got your drinking money tune up your dobro
G                               D      E
Folks said he was useless, them people Are fools
       D                          G                       Dm
'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues
 
D A G D
 
[Verse 3]
D               A                 G           Dm
On the day old Curtis died nobody came to pray
D                 Am                   C           G      D
The preacher said A Few words and they chunked him in the clay
                A        G                       D
Well he lived a lifetime playin' the black man's blues
D5                A5            G
And on the day he lost his life that's all he had to lose
 
[Chorus]
 
G                     D
Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew
G                         D
I got your drinking money tune up your dobro
G                               D      E
Folks said he was useless, them people Are fools
       D                          G                       Dm
'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues
 
D A G D
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