Luyện nghe bài hát The Ballad of Curtis Loew

Well i to wake the mornin
the rooster crowed
Searchin for bottles to get my self some dough
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
When he had a fifth of wine he didnot have a
He used to own and old dobro used to play his knee
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 were
Cuz curtis lowe was the finest picker to play the blues

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

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

On the day old curtis died nobody to pray
Old preacher said some
They chucked him in the
Well he a lifetime playin the black mans blues
And on the day he lost his life thats all he had to

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