The Ballad Of Curtis Loew Chords by Lynyrd Skynyrd
Tempo:
73.425 bpm
Chords used:
E
A
B
D
F#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Key:
E
A
B
D
F#
E
A
B
[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] .
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] .