Chords for ballad of curtis lowe with lyrics lynard sknard

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Well, I used to wake the morning [B] for the rooster crow,
[E] _ searching for soda [A] bottles to get [F#] myself some dough.
[E] Run them down to the corner, [B] down to the country store.
[A] Cash them in and give my money to a man named [E] Curtis [G] Love.
[E] Old [B] Curt was a black [A] man with white [G] curly [E] hair.
_ When he had [B] a fiddler of [D] wine, he did not have [A] a care.
[E] He used to own [B] an old duffel, [A] used to play [G] across [E] his knees.
I'd give [B] old Curt my [D] money, he'd play hard [E] with me.
[A] Play me a song, [E] Curtis Love, Curtis Love.
[A] Well, I got your drinking [E] money, tune up your duffel.
_ [A] People say it was useless, [E] them people [F#] are fools.
_ [E] Oh, Curtis [D] Love was the finest [A] picker to ever [E] play the blues. _
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[B] looked to be 60, [A] and maybe [E] I was 10.
Mama [B] used to woo me, [D] but I'd go see [A] him again.
[E] I'd clap [B] my hands, stomp my [A] feet, try [E] to stay in time.
He'd [B] play me a song or [D] two, then take another [E] drink of wine.
[A] Play me a song, [E] Curtis Love, Curtis Love.
[A] Well, I got your drinking [E] money, tune up your duffel.
_ [A] People say it was useless, [E] them people [F#] are fools.
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[E] Curtis [D] Love was the finest [A] picker to ever [E] play the blues.
_ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [E] Yes, sir.
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[E] _ [B] _ [E] On the [B] day old Curtis [A] died, nobody [E] came to pray.
Old [B] preacher said some [D] words, and they chunked him [A] in the clay.
[E] Well, he [B] lived a [A] lifetime playing [G] the black [E] man's blues.
And on [B] the day he lost his [D] life, that's all [E] he had to [A] do.
Play me a song, [E] Curtis Love, Curtis Love.
[A] I wish that you was [E] here so everyone would know.
[A] People say it was useless, [E] them people [F#] are _ fools.
[E] Oh, Curtis, [D] you're the finest [A] picker to ever [E] play the blues.
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