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Lynyrd Skynyrd is one of my favorite bands and this is the 

only song i could play by ear i tried to play it off the other

tabs but it just wouldnt work.



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          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                   E

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.



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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.



  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



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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.







  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







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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.





  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



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This is my best work yet!



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