Lynyrd Skynyrd – The Ballad Of Curtis Loew chords

*This is a repost of a current version on here by joesmithband 21, with a few 
corrections, all credit goes to them for making it


The Ballad Of Curtis Loew

Intro:  E D A E

       E                        BWell I used to wake the morning before the rooster crowed
E                             A               F#7Searching for soda bottles to get myself some dough
E                              B                       Brought em down to the corner, down to the country store
A                                                       ECash em in and give my money to a man named curtis loew



E              B              A              EOld curt was a black man with white curly hair
E             B                D                 EWhen he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care
E                     B              A                  EHe used to own an old dobro, used to play it across his knee
E           B                  D                 E  E7Id 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#7People 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



E               B      A               EHe looked to be sixty, and maybe I was ten
E            B              D             EMama 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             BHed play me a song or two
     D                     E    Then take another drink of wine.




Chorus


Solo: (Main) Verse
      Chorus    



E              B            A              EOn the day old curtis died, nobody came to pray
E           B                         D                      EOl preacher said some words, and they chunked him in the clay
E              B        A                     EBut 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#7People said he was useless, them people all are fools
      E                B                D                Ecause curtis youre the finest picker to ever play the blues

Outro:  E   B   D   EEND