Luyện nghe bài hát The Ballad of Curtis Loew

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

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

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

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

On the day old curtis nobody came to pray
Old preacher said some
chucked him in the clay
Well he lived a lifetime playin the black mans
And on the day he lost his life all he had to lose

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