The Ballad Of Curtis Loew chords

by Lynyrd Skynyrd
73.425 bpm
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Lynyrd Skynyrd-The Ballad of Curtis Loew chords
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Lynyrd Skynyrd - The Ballad Of Curtis Loew chords with lyrics

E _ _ D _ _ A _ _ E _ _ .
_ _ 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 E named Curtis G E Laws.
B Old Curt was a black A man with E white curly hair.
When he B had a fizz of D wine he did not A have a E care.
He used to B own an old tow truck, A used to G play E across his street _ .
B I'd give old Curt my D money, he'd play E hard games.
_ A.
Play me a E song, Curtis Law, Curtis Law.
A.
Well I got your drinking E money, tune up your double.
_ A.
People say it was useless, E them people F# all _ fools.
E Cause Curtis D Law was the finest A picker to ever E play the blues.
_ D _ _ _ _ E _ .
_ E He B looked to be A sixteen, E maybe I was ten.
_ B Mama used to woo D me, but I'd go A see him again.
E I'd B climb my hands, stomp A my feet, try E to stay in time.
B He'd play me a D song or two, then take E another drink of A wine.
Play me a E song, Curtis Law, Curtis Law.
A Well I got your drinking E money, tune up your double.
A People say it was E useless, them people F# all fools.
Cause E _ D Curtis Law was the A finest picker to ever E play the blues.
D Yes _ A _ .
_ E _ sir, _ _ B _ _ .
A _ G _ E _ _ _ _ B _ _ .
D _ E _ _ _ _ _ B _ Em _ .
A _ E _ _ _ _ _ B _ Em _ .
D _ E _ _ _ A _ _ _ E _ .
_ _ _ A _ _ _ _ E _ .
_ _ _ _ A _ _ _ E _ .
_ F# _ _ _ _ E _ _ D _ .
_ A _ _ E _ _ _ B on the day old Curtis A died nobody E came to pray.
_ B Old preacher said D some words and that A chunked him into clay.
E Well B he lived a A lifetime D playing the E black man's blues.
And on the day B he lost D his life that's E all he had to do.
A Play me a E song, Curtis Law, Curtis Law.
A I wish that you E was here so everyone would A know.
People say it was E useless, them people F# all _ _ E fools.
Oh Curtis, D you're the A finest picker to ever E play the blues.
_ _ D _ _ _ _ E _ _ .
_ _ D _ _ _ A _ _ B _ .
E _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
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