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Curtis Lowe
作詞:Allen L Collins, Ronnie Van Zant
Well, I used to wake the mornin' before the rooster crowed Searchin' 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 Lowe
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 'cross his knee I'd give old Curt my money, he'd play all day for me
Play me a song Curtis Lowe, Curtis Lowe Well, I got your drinkin' money, tune up your dobro People said he was useless, them people all were fools 'Cause Curtis Lowe was the finest picker to ever play the blues
He looked to be sixty and maybe I was ten Mama used to warn me but I'd go see him again 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 I'd clap my hands, and stomp my feet, try to stay in time He'd play me a song or two, then take another drink of wine
Play me a song Curtis Lowe, Curtis Lowe Well, I got your drinkin' money, tune up your dobro People said he was useless, them people all were fools 'Cause Curtis Lowe was the finest picker to ever play the blues
On the day Old Curtis died, nobody came to pray Old preacher said some words and they chucked 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 do
Play me a song Curtis Lowe, hey, Curtis Lowe I wish that you was here so everyone would know People said he was useless, them people all were fools 'Cause Curtis, you're the finest picker to ever play the blues
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