Luyện nghe bài hát The Ballad of Curtis Loew

Well i used to the mornin
Befor the rooster
Searchin for soda bottles to get my some dough
Brought em to the corner
Down to the country
Cash em in and give my money to a man named lowe
Old curt was a man with white curly hair
When he had a fifth of he didnot have a care
He used to own and old dobro used to play across his
I'd give old curt my money he all day for me

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Play me a song curtis lowe lowe
Well i got your drinkin money tune up your
People said he was useless them people all fools
Cuz curtis lowe was the picker to ever play the blues

He to be 60 maybe i was 10
Momma to whoop me
But i'd go see him
I'd clap my hands, my feet tryin to keep in time
Well he'd me a song or 2 then take another drink of wine

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Play me a song curtis lowe curtis
Well i got your drinkin tune up your dobro
People said he was useless but them people all fools
Cuz curtis lowe was the finest to ever play the blues

On the day old curtis died nobody came to
Old preacher said words
They him in the clay
Well he lived a playin the black mans blues
And on the day he lost his life all he had to lose

(chours)
Play me a song curtie curtis lowe
I wish that you was here so everyone know
People said he was useless but them all were fools
Cuz curtis your finest to ever play the blues