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The Ballad Of Curtis Loew Lyrics
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 knee
I'd give old Curt my money, he'd play all day for me
Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew
I got your drinking money, tune up your dobro
People said he was useless, them people are the 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 whip me but I'd go see him again
I'd clap my hands, stomp my feets, try to stay in time
He'd play me a song or two
Then take another drink of wine.
Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew
I got your drinking money, tune up your dobro
People said he was useless, them people are the 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
But 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 he was useless, them people all are fools
'Cause Curtis you're the finest picker to ever play the blues
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
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 knee
I'd give old Curt my money, he'd play all day for me
I got your drinking money, tune up your dobro
People said he was useless, them people are the fools
'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues
Mama used to whip me but I'd go see him again
I'd clap my hands, stomp my feets, try to stay in time
He'd play me a song or two
Then take another drink of wine.
I got your drinking money, tune up your dobro
People said he was useless, them people are the fools
'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues
Ol' preacher said some words, and they chunked him in the clay
But 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
I wish that you was here so everyone would know
People said he was useless, them people all are fools
'Cause Curtis you're the finest picker to ever play the blues
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used to be a guy i worked with alot like
ol Curtis. he was old, dirty, and incapable of doing much besides push a broom after everyone else was done with work. he didnt get alot of respect from many people, but i thought he was great. he was the funniest old man ive ever known, and could play the guitar faster and better than anyone else ive ever seen. he had a thing for oranges, so i`d give him mine from my lunch, then i could turn on the radio, turn it to any song and Old Billy would be playing right along with the radio in no time. incredible man.This song is about a mixture of people.. Shorty Medlocke, and "Teetot"... the black man who taught Hank Williams how to play the guitar.
That's what i was looking for nice work
That's what i was looking for nice work
I read where this is a loose adaptation about Ricky Medlocke's (Lynyrd Skynyrd's current Allen Collins)grandfather Shorty Medlocke.
one of the four songs, that no matter how many times i listen to it, i can feel it
The best skynyrd song
Definitely the best Skynyrd song. Evokes a certain feeling that feels like nothing else that the southern boys have done.
Really a song about many different people that they combined into Curtis Lowe
Sorry I got nothing better but I really love this song.
I'd never listened to this song more than just in passing until this morning when I was waiting in my car for 'She Talks to Angels' by the Black Crowes to go off and this one came on. I listened to it closely this time though and I have to say I find it to be the best Skynyrd song ever...
There's just something so unspeakable about its greatness. I dunno.
-=The Prynce
This song isn't appreciated enough