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The Ballad Of Curtis Loew by Lynyrd Skynyrd
The Ballad Of Curtis Loew
Tuning: E A D G B E
[Verse]
E Bm
Well I used to wake the mornin' before the rooster crowed
E A D
Searchin for soda bottles to get myself some dough
E Bm
Brung em down to the corner, down to the country store
A E
Cash em in and give my money to a man named Curtis Lowe
E Bm A E
Ol' Curt was a black man with white curly hair
E Bm A E
When he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care
E Bm A E
He used to own an old dobro used to play it 'cross his knee
E Bm A E
I'd give Ol' Curt my money, he'd play all day for me
[Chorus]
A E
Play me a song, Curtis Lowe, hey Curtis Lowe
A E
I got your drinkin' money, tune up your dobro
A E D
People said you was useless but them people all were fools
E Bm A E
Cause Curtis Lowe was the finest picker to ever play the blues
[Verse]
E Bm A E
He looked to be 60, maybe I was 10
E Bm A E
Mama used to whoop me but I'd go see him again
E Bm A E
I'd clap my hands, stomp my feets tryin' to stay in time
E Bm A E
He'd play me song or two then take another drink of wine
[Chorus]
E Bm A E
On the day Ol' Curtis died nobody came to pray
E Bm A E
Old preacher said some words and they chucked him in the clay
E Bm A E
He lived a lifetime playin' the black man's blues
E Bm A E
And on the day he lost his life that's all he had to lose
A E
Play me a song Curtis Lowe, hey Curtis Lowe
A E
I wish that you was here so everyone would know
A E D
People said you was useless but them people all were fools
E Bm A E
Cause Curtis, you're the finest picker to ever play the blues
E Bm A E
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version 2
Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro]
E D A E
[Verse]
E B
Well, I used to wake the morning before the rooster crowed
E A F#
Searching for soda bottles to get myself some dough
E B
Brought 'em down to the corner, down to the country store
A A7 E
Cash 'em in and give my money to a man named Curtis Loew
E B A E
Old Curt was a black man with white curly hair
E B D A
When he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care
E B A E
He used to own an old dobro, used to play it across his knee
E B D E E7
I'd give old Curt my money, he'd play all day for me
[Chorus]
A E E7
Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew
A E E7
Well, I got your drinking money, tune up your dobro
A E F#
People said he was useless, them people are the fools
E D A E
cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues
[Interlude]
E D D E
[Verse]
E B A E
He looked to be sixty, and maybe I was ten
E B D A
Mama used to whip me but I'd go see him again
E B A E
I'd clap my hands, stomp my feets, try to stay in time
E B
He'd play me a song or two
D E E7
Then take another drink of wine.
[Chorus]
A E E7
Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew
A E E7
Well, I got your drinking money, tune up your dobro
A E F#
People said he was useless, them people are the fools
E D A E
cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues
[Interlude]
E D A A
Yes sir
[Solo]
E B A E
E B D E
E B A E
E B D E
A A E E
A A E E
A A E F# F#
E D A E
[Verse]
E B A E
On the day old Curtis died, nobody came to pray
E B D A
Ol' preacher said some words, and they chunked him in the clay
E B A E
Well he lived a lifetime playin' the black man's blues
E B D E E7
And on the day he lost his life, that's all he had to lose
[Chorus]
A E E7
Play me a song Curtis Loew, hey Curtis Loew
A E E7
I wish that you was here so everyone would know
A E F#
People said he was useless, them people all are fools
E D A E
cause Curtis you're the finest picker to ever play the blues
[Outro]
E D D E
E D A E
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version 3
Tuning: E A D G B E
[Verse]
D A
Well I used to wake the mornin' before the rooster crowed
D G E
Searchin for soda bottles to get myself some dough
D A
Brung em down to the corner, down to the country store
G D
Cash em in and give my money to a man named Curtis Lowe
D A G D
Ol' Curt was a black man with white curly hair
D A G D
When he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care
D A G D
He used to own an old dobro used to play it 'cross his knee
D A G D
I'd give Ol' Curt my money, he'd play all day for me
[Chorus]
G D
Play me a song, Curtis Lowe, hey Curtis Lowe
G D
I got your drinkin' money, tune up your dobro
G D E
People said you was useless but them people all were fools
D A G D
Cause Curtis Lowe was the finest picker to ever play the blues
[Verse]
D A G D
He looked to be 60, maybe I was 10
D A G D
Mama used to whoop me but I'd go see him again
D A G D
I'd clap my hands, stomp my feets tryin' to stay in time
D A G D
He'd play me song or two then take another drink of wine
[Chorus]
G D
Play me a song, Curtis Lowe, hey Curtis Lowe
G D
I got your drinkin' money, tune up your dobro
G D E
People said you was useless but them people all were fools
D A G D
Cause Curtis Lowe was the finest picker to ever play the blues
[Verse]
D A G D
On the day Ol' Curtis died nobody came to pray
D A G D
Old preacher said some words and they chucked him in the clay
D A G D
He lived a lifetime playin' the black man's blues
D A G D
And on the day he lost his life that's all he had to lose
[Chorus]
G D
Play me a song Curtis Lowe, hey Curtis Lowe
G D
I wish that you was here so everyone would know
G D E
People said you was useless but them people all were fools
D A G D
Cause Curtis, you're the finest picker to ever play the blues
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version 4
Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro]
e|-----------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|-7b(9)-(9)b7-5-5h7~------5-7--7b(9)-(9)b7--5~/9------------------------|
G|---------------------4-6-----------------------------------------------|
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E A B F#
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[Verse]
E B
Well I used to wake the mornin' before the rooster crowed
E A F#
Searchin for soda bottles to get myself some dough
E B
Brung em down to the corner, down to the country store
A E
Cash em in and give my money to a man named Curtis Lowe
E B A E
Ol' Curt was a black man with white curly hair
E B A E
When he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care
E B A E
He used to own an old dobro used to play it 'cross his knee
E B A E
I'd give Ol' Curt my money, he'd play all day for me
[Chorus]
A E
Play me a song, Curtis Lowe, hey Curtis Lowe
A E
I got your drinkin' money, tune up your dobro
A E F#
People said you was useless but them people all were fools
E B A E
Cause Curtis Lowe was the finest picker to ever play the blues
E B A E
He looked to be 60, maybe I was 10
E B A E
Mama used to whoop me but I'd go see him again
E B A E
I'd clap my hands, stomp my feets tryin' to stay in time
E B A E
He'd play me song or two then take another drink of wine
[Chorus]
E B A E
On the day Ol' Curtis died nobody came to pray
E B A E
Old preacher said some words and they chucked him in the clay
E B A E
He lived a lifetime playin' the black man's blues
E B A E
And on the day he lost his life that's all he had to lose
A E
Play me a song Curtis Lowe, hey Curtis Lowe
A E
I wish that you was here so everyone would know
A E F#
People said you was useless but them people all were fools
E B A E
Cause Curtis, you're the finest picker to ever play the blues
Well I used to wake the morning, before the rooster crowed
Searching for soda bottles to get myself some dough
Brought 'em down to the corner, down to the country store
Cash 'em in and give my money to a man named Curtis Loew
Old Curt was a black man with white curly hair
When he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care
He used to own an old dobro used to play it across his knees
I'd give old Curt my money he'd play all day for me
Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew
Well I got your drinking money tune up your dobro
People said he was useless, them people all were fools
'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues
He looked to be sixty and maybe I was ten
Mama used to whoop me but I'd go see him again
I'd clap my hands stomp my feet, try to stay in time
He'd play me a song or two then take another drink of wine
Well play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew
Well I got your drinking money tune up your dobro
People said he was useless them people all were fools
'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues
Yes sir
On the day old Curtis died nobody came to pray
Ol' preacher said some words and they chunked him in the clay
Well he lived a lifetime playin' the black man's blues
And on the day he lost his life that's all he had to lose
Play me a song Curtis Loew, hey Curtis Loew
I wish that you was here so everyone would know
People said you were useless them people all were fools
'Cause Curtis you're the finest picker to ever play the blues
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version 5
[Intro]
E D A E
[Verse]
E B
Well I used to wake the morning before the rooster crowed
E A F#7
Searching for soda bottles to get myself some dough
E B
Brought em down to the corner, down to the country store
A E
Cash em in and give my money to a man named curtis loew
E B A E
Old curt was a black man with white curly hair
E B D E
When he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care
E B A E
He used to own an old dobro, used to play it across his knee
E B D E E7
Id give old curt my money, hed play all day for me
[Chorus]
A E
Play me a song curtis loew, curtis loew
A E
I got your drinking money, tune up your dobro
A E F#7
People said he was useless, them people are the fools
E D A E
cause curtis loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues
[Bridge]
E D A E
[Verse]
E B A E
He looked to be sixty, and maybe I was ten
E B D E
Mama used to whip me but Id go see him again
E B A E
Id clap my hands, stomp my feets, try to stay in time
E B
Hed play me a song or two
D E
Then take another drink of wine.
[Chorus]
A E
Play me a song curtis loew, curtis loew
A E
I got your drinking money, tune up your dobro
A E F#7
People said he was useless, them people are the fools
E D A E
cause curtis loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues
[Solo]
E B A E
E B D E
[Chorus]
A E
Play me a song curtis loew, curtis loew
A E
I got your drinking money, tune up your dobro
A E F#7
People said he was useless, them people are the fools
E D A E
cause curtis loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues
[Verse]
E B A E
On the day old curtis died, nobody came to pray
E B D E
Ol preacher said some words, and they chunked him in the clay
E B A E
But he lived a lifetime playin the black mans blues
E B D E
And on the day he lost his life, thats all he had to lose
A E
Play me a song curtis loew, hey curtis loew
A E
I wish that you was here so everyone would know
A E F#7
People said he was useless, them people all are fools
E B D E
cause curtis youre the finest picker to ever play the blues
[Outro]
E B D E
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version 6
Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro]
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-7b(9)-(9)b7-5-5h7~------5-7--7b(9)-(9)b7--5~/9------------------------|
---------------------4-6-----------------------------------------------|
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E D A E
[Verse]
E B
Well I used to wake the mornin', before the rooster crowed
E A F#
Searching for soda bottles to get myself some dough
E B
Brought 'em down to the corner, down to the country store
A E
Cash 'em in and give my money to a man named Curtis Loew
[Verse]
E B A E
Old Curt was a black man with white curly hair
E B D A
When he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care
E B A E
He used to own an old Dobro, used to play it 'cross his knee
E B D E E7
I'd give old Curt my money, he'd play all day for me
[Chorus]
A E
Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew
A E
I got your drinking money, tune up your Dobro
A E F#
People said he was useless, them people all were fools
E D A E
'cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues
[Bridge]
E D A E
[Verse]
E B A E
He looked to be sixty, and maybe I was ten
E B D A
Mama used to whoop me but Id go see him again
E B A E
I'd clap my hands, stomp my feets, try to stay in time
E B D E
He'd play me a song or two, then take another drink of wine.
[Chorus]
A E
Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew
A E
I got your drinking money, tune up your Dobro
A E F#
People said he was useless, them people all were fools
E D A E
'cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues
[Solo]
E D A
E B A E
E B D E
E B A E
E B D E
A E A E
A E F#
E D A E
[Verse]
E B A E
On the day old Curtis died, nobody came to pray
E B D A
Ol' preacher said some words, and they chunked him in the clay
E B A E
Well he lived a lifetime playin' the black man's blues
E B D E
And on the day he lost his life, that's all he had to lose
[Chorus]
A E E7
Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew
A E E7
I wish that you were here, So everyone would know
A E F#
People said you were useless, them people all were fools
E D
'cause Curtis you’re the finest picker
A E
to ever play the blues
[Outro]
E D A E
E D A E
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version 7
[Gtr. 1]
(Elec) Clean Tone w/ Slide A E5
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E B7
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1. Well I used to wake... before the rooster crowed,
E A
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Searchin' for soda bottles, get myself some dough--
F#7 E B7
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Run em' down to the corner, down to
A
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the country store, Cash em' in, and give my money to
Verse: E B7 A G E
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a man... 2. Old Curt was a black man, with white curly hair.
3. He looked to be sixty, and maybe I was ten.
4. On the day ole Curtis died, nobody came to pray.
B7 D A
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When he had a fifth of wine, he did not have a care.
Mama used to whoop me, but I'd go see him again.
Ole preacher said some words, and they chunked him in the clay
G E(Rhy Fig 1A) B7 A G E
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He used to own an old do-bro, used to play...
I'd clap my hands, stomp my feets, try to stay in time,
Well he lived a lifetime, playin' the black man's blues.
B7 E
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D|---------|---------------------------------|--7-----\---9--------------|
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I give old Curt my money he'd play all day for me
He'd play me a song or two, then take another drink of wine.
And on the day he lost his life, that's all he had to lose.
End Rhy Fig. 1A A(Begin Rhy Fig. 2) E
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[Chorus]
Play me a song, Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew.
A E
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G|--------------|--------------6-----4-------|---------------------------|
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1,2: Well I got your drinkin money, so tune up your dobro.
3: I wish that you was here so, everyone would know.
A E
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G|--------------12\11/13--|--9~~~~~~-----6--4-------|--------------------|
D|------------------------|--------------------5/6--|--2--------5--------|
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People said he was useless,them people are
F#7 E D A
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the fools------. 'Cause Curtis Loew..finest....ever
3rd time:Cause Curtis you're...finest...ever
E End Rhy Fig 2 D
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G|---6-------------------|---/13-----13\11-----9-----9/11~~~-----|-------|
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play the blues....
A E
e|--------------------------9-----7--------|----------------------------|
B|---------7-----------7/9-----------8\7---|----------------------------|
G|---7--------7-----9---------------------*|----------------------------|
D|------7---------------------------------*|----------------------------|
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(After 2nd time thru Chorus, play this) A
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G|---/13-----13\11-----9---/11----------------|--9~~~~~~~~~--12-----|
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[Solo]
B7 A G
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B|-------12--14--|-------------------------|---------------14------------|
G|---13----------|-------------------------|-------------------12\11-----|
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E B7 D
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E B7 A G
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E E B7
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D E Then: Hold this bend ---
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Hold----------------- Bend & Release
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Hold----------------- Prebend & Release
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D.S. al Coda Coda(Outro)
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Hold bend------
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Bend & Release Hold-----
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Harmonic
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Well I used to wake the morning, before the rooster crowed
Searching for soda bottles to get myself some dough
Brought 'em down to the corner, down to the country store
Cash 'em in and give my money to a man named Curtis Loew
Old Curt was a black man with white curly hair
When he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care
He used to own an old dobro used to play it across his knees
I'd give old Curt my money he'd play all day for me
Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew
Well I got your drinking money tune up your dobro
People said he was useless, them people all were fools
'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues
He looked to be sixty and maybe I was ten
Mama used to whoop me but I'd go see him again
I'd clap my hands stomp my feet, try to stay in time
He'd play me a song or two then take another drink of wine
Well play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew
Well I got your drinking money tune up your dobro
People said he was useless them people all were fools
'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues
Yes sir
On the day old Curtis died nobody came to pray
Ol' preacher said some words and they chunked him in the clay
Well he lived a lifetime playin' the black man's blues
And on the day he lost his life that's all he had to lose
Play me a song Curtis Loew, hey Curtis Loew
I wish that you was here so everyone would know
People said you were useless them people all were fools
'Cause Curtis you're the finest picker to ever play the blues
| / Slide up
| \ Slide down
| ~ Vibrato
| * Natural harmonic
| x Dead note
| p Pull-off
| (n) Ghost note
| h Hammer-on
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version 8
Tuning: E A D G B E
e|----------------------------------------------------------|
B|----------------------------------------------------------|
G|--9b11-11r9--9--9b11-------9b11r9--11b13--13r11-9~~~/13---|
D|----------------------9-11--------------------------------|
A|----------------------------------------------------------|
E|----------------------------------------------------------|
[Verse]
E B
Well, I used to wake the mornin', before the rooster crowed,
E A F#
Searchin for soda bottles to get myself some dough,
E B
Run em down to the corner, down to the country store,
A E
Cash em in, and give my money to a man named Curtis Lowe.
e|-------------|
B|-------------|
G|-------------|
D|-------------|
A|-4-2---------|
E|-----2~--0---|
E B A E
Old Curt was a black man with white curly hair,
E B A E
When he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care,
E B A E
He used to own an old Dobro, used to play it cross his knee
E B A E
I give old Curt my money, he play all day for me.
[Chorus]
A E E7
Play me a song, Curtis Lowe, Curtis Lowe, G|-11b13-13b11-|
A E E7
Well, I got your drinkin money, tune up your Dobro G|-9/11-11-11/13-11b13r11-9-|
A E F#
People said he was useless, them people all were fools, G|-9~-p-6~-|
E D A E
Cause Curtis Lowe was the finest picker to ever play the blues
e|-------------------------------------|
B|-------------------------------------|
G|-9/13-13-139-9/11-11-9-9-7-----------|
D|----------------------------11-9b--7~|
A|-------------------------------------|
E|-------------------------------------|
[Verse]
E B A E
He looked to be sixty, and maybe I was ten,
E B A E
Mama used to whoop me, but I'd go see him again.
E B A E
I clap my hands, stomp my feet, try to stay in time,
E B A E
He d play a song or two, then take another drink of wine.
[Chorus]
A E E7
Play me a song, Curtis Lowe, Curtis Lowe,
A E E7
Well, I got your drinkin money, tune up your Dobro.
A E F#
People said he was useless, them people all were fools,
E D A E
Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues
e|------------12-14-16-14-16-16-14-12------------------------------------|
B|------12-14-------------------------14---------------------------------|
G|---13----------------------------------1311----------------------------|
D|14-------------------------------------------14-11---------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------14-11-11-11-11-11-9-|
E|-----------------------------------------------------------------------|
e|-----------------------------------------------------------------12--|
B|-----------------------------14-------------------------------12-----|
G|------------------------9-13----13-11-12-12-11-9----9-9-11-13--------|
D|-------------------11-9--------------------------11------------------|
A|10-10-9--------------------------------------------------------------|
E|--------12-9-12-12---------------------------------------------------|
e|19-16-14------------------------------|
B|---------12-12------------------------|
G|---------------13---------------------|
D|------------------14-11---------------|
A|------------------------14-11---------|
E|------------------------------(14-12)-|
e|9-12-9------------------------9-12-9----12-|
B|-------12-------12-------------------12----|
G|----------11-13----13-11-9-11--------------|
D|-------------------------------------------|
A|-------------------------------------------|
E|-------------------------------------------|
e|---9---------9-12-9-------12-9---------9---------------------------------|
B|12---12-------------12---------12-9------12-9----------------------------|
G|--------13-9-----------13-----------13--------11-9-----------------------|
D|--------------------------------------------------11-9-------------------|
A|-------------------------------------------------------7-10--------------|
E|------------------------------------------------------------12-9-7-4-2-0-|
[Verse]
E B A E
On the day ol Curtis died, no body came to pray,
E B A E
the old preecher said some words, and they chucked him into clay,
E B A E
he lived a lifetime, playin the blackmans blues,
E B A E
on the day he lost his life, thats all he had 2 lose.
[Chorus]
A E E7
Play me a song, Curtis Lowe, Curtis Lowe,
A E E7
Well, I got your drinkin money, tune up your Dobro.
A E F#
People said he was useless, them people all were fools,
E D A E
Cause Curtis Lowe was the finest picker to ever play the blues
e|-------------------------------------------------------|
B|-11b13-13r11--9---9b------------11b13-11b13r11--9~~/13-|
G|-10b12-12r10--8---8b-------9----10b12-10b12r10--8~~/12-|
D|----------------------9-11---11------------------------|
A|-------------------------------------------------------|
E|-------------------------------------------------------|
| p Pull-off
| r Release
| b Bend
| / Slide up
| ~ Vibrato
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version 9
[Intro]
(Glass Slde Guitar)
E|----------------------------------------------------------||
B|------/9---9/7-5---/7~--------5----/9---9/7--5~/9~--------||
G|--------------------------4h6---6-------------------------||
D|----------------------------------------------------------||
A|----------------------------------------------------------||
E|----------------------------------------------------------||
[Intro]
Accuostic Gutiar
Well I used to wake the morning before the rooster crowed
E B
Searching for soda bottles to get ..
E A F#
Brought 'em down to the corner, down to the c...
E B
Cash 'em in and give my money to ...
A
Glass Slide Guitar
E|----------------------------------------------------------||
B|----------------------------------------------------------||
G|----------------------------------------------------------||
D|----------------------------------------------------------||
A|----4-2---------------------------------------------------||
E|--------2~--0---------------------------------------------||
[Verse]
E B A F# E
E|----0---------------5-------------0-----------------------||
B|----0-------4-------5-------------0-----------------------||
G|----1-------4-------6-------------1-----------------------||
D|----2-------4-------7-------------2-----------------------||
A|----2-------2-------7-------------2-----------------------||
E|----0---------------5-----2~---0--0-----------------------||
E B A E
E|----0---------------5-------------------------------------||
B|----0-------4-------5----------9--------------------------||
G|----1-------4-------6----------9--------------------------||
D|----2-------4-------7----------9--------------------------||
A|----2-------2-------7----------7--------------------------||
E|----0---------------5-------------------------------------||
[Chorus]
A E A E F# E D A E
A E A
E|-----/9~-------------------9-7----------------------------||
B|--------------/9~------/9-------8/7--5~-------------------||
G|---------------------------------------------6-4----------||
D|------------------------------------------/6-----5/4--2~--||
A|----------------------------------------------------------||
E|----------------------------------------------------------||
E F#
E|--------9-12-9--------------------------------------------||
B|---/9-----------8/7-5~------------------------------------||
G|----------------------------------------------------------||
D|----------------------------------------------------------||
A|----------------------------------------------------------||
E|----------------------------------------------------------||
E|---------------------------------------------9-7----------||
B|----/9~---9/7-5---/7~----7-----7-----7---/9------8/7-5~---||
G|---------------------------7-----7------------------------||
D|-----------------------------7-----7----------------------||
A|----------------------------------------------------------||
E|----------------------------------------------------------||
Second verse
[Chorus]
Glass Slide Guitar Plays the Solo the Accoustic plays the verse and
then the chorus,
E|----------------------9-7----------------7-9--/12~--------||
B|----/9----9/7-5--/7~-------8/7-5~-----/8------------------||
G|----------------------------------------------------------||
D|----------------------------------------------------------||
A|----------------------------------------------------------||
E|----------------------------------------------------------||
E|------/16--14~--/16---14/16/14--12------------------------||
B|-------------------------------------7/8/7-5~-------------||
G|----------------------------------------------------------||
D|-----------------------------------------------/6/4/2~----||
A|----------------------------------------------------------||
E|----------------------------------------------------------||
E|----------------------------------------------------------||
B|----------------------------------------------------------||
G|----------------------------------------------------------||
D|----/6--/6---/6/6--/6-4~-----/6--/6/4-2-------------------||
A|----------------------------------------------------------||
E|-------------------------------------------2~--0----------||
E|------------------------9---------------------------------||
B|------------------9/8/9---9/7--/9-/9-/9/7-5---------------||
G|--------/6---/9------------------------------/9-/9~-------||
D|----------------------------------------------------------||
A|----------------------------------------------------------||
E|----------------------------------------------------------||
E|----------9---/12~---16-14/12-----------------------------||
B|-----7/9----------------------12~----/8/7-5~--------------||
G|----------------------------------------------------------||
D|----------------------------------------------/6/4/2~-----||
A|----------------------------------------------------------||
E|----------------------------------------------------------||
E|-----------12----------------9----------------------------||
B|------/14------14/12-----/9-----9/7-5-/9~-----------------||
G|----------------------------------------------------------||
D|----------------------------------------------------------||
A|----------------------------------------------------------||
E|----------------------------------------------------------||
E|-----------12---------12--------9-7-----------------------||
B|------/14------14/12--------/9-------8/7--5~--------------||
G|----------------------------------------------------------||
D|----------------------------------------------------------||
A|----------------------------------------------------------||
E|----------------------------------------------------------||
E|-----------12---------------------------------------------||
B|------/14------14/12---------5--/9/7~---/9/11~------------||
G|---------------------------6------------------------------||
D|-------------------------7--------------------------------||
A|----------------------------------------------------------||
E|----------------------------------------------------------||
E|---------12--9-7/-------9-7---4/2--0----------------------||
B|----/12-------------/9------------------------------------||
G|---------------------------------------/6-4---------------||
D|---------------------------------------------6/4--2~------||
A|----------------------------------------------------------||
E|----------------------------------------------------------||
After the Solo these parts are played. Then the song ends.
[Verse]
h - hammer on
p - pull off
b - bend string up
bb- 1 1/2 tone bend
H - hold bend
r - release bend
/ - slides
~ - vibrato
t - right hand tap
x - play 'note' with heavy damping
I always put the chords in here so that players who don't have chord vharts don't
have to search for the chords.
Play E as E A D G B e
0 1 2 2 0 0
Play B as E A D G B e
x 2 4 4 4 x
Play A as E A D G B e
0 0 2 2 2 0
Play F# as E A D G B e
2 4 4 3 2 2
Play D as E A D G B e
x x 0 2 3 2
Well I used to wake the morning, before the rooster crowed
Searching for soda bottles to get myself some dough
Brought 'em down to the corner, down to the country store
Cash 'em in and give my money to a man named Curtis Loew
Old Curt was a black man with white curly hair
When he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care
He used to own an old dobro used to play it across his knees
I'd give old Curt my money he'd play all day for me
Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew
Well I got your drinking money tune up your dobro
People said he was useless, them people all were fools
'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues
He looked to be sixty and maybe I was ten
Mama used to whoop me but I'd go see him again
I'd clap my hands stomp my feet, try to stay in time
He'd play me a song or two then take another drink of wine
Well play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew
Well I got your drinking money tune up your dobro
People said he was useless them people all were fools
'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues
Yes sir
On the day old Curtis died nobody came to pray
Ol' preacher said some words and they chunked him in the clay
Well he lived a lifetime playin' the black man's blues
And on the day he lost his life that's all he had to lose
Play me a song Curtis Loew, hey Curtis Loew
I wish that you was here so everyone would know
People said you were useless them people all were fools
'Cause Curtis you're the finest picker to ever play the blues
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