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Well, I us^Eed to wake the mornin, be^Bfore the rooster crowed, ^ESearchin for soda bottles to g^Aet myself some d^Fough, ^ERun em down to the corner, d^Bown to the country s^Etore, ^ACash em in, and give my money to a man named Curtis L^Eowe.

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^EOld Curt was a ^Bblack man with ^Awhite curly ^Ehair, ^EWhen he had a fifth of ^Bwine he did ^Anot have a ^Ecare, ^EHe used to own an old ^BDobro, used to ^Aplay it cross his k^Enee ^EI give old Curt my ^Bmoney, he ^Aplay all day for ^Eme.

Pl^Aay me a song, Curtis L^Eowe, Curtis L^E7owe, G|-11b13-13b11-| We^All, I got your drinkin money, tu^Ene up your D^E7obro G|-9/11-11-11/13-11b13r11-9-| Pe^Aople said he was useless, them pe^Eople all were ^F#fools, G|-9~-p-6~-| Cause Cu^Ertis Lowe was the f^Dinest picker to e^Aver play the b^Elues

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^EHe looked to be s^Bixty, and m^Aaybe I was t^Een, ^EMama used to whoop ^Bme, but I'd ^Ago see him aga^Ein. ^EI clap my hands, st^Bomp my feet, ^Atry to stay in ti^Eme, ^EHe d play a song or t^Bwo, then t^Aake another ^Edrink of wine.

Pl^Aay me a song, Curtis L^Eowe, Curtis L^E7owe, We^All, I got your drinkin money, tun^Ee up your Do^E7bro. Pe^Aople said he was useless, them pe^Eople all were ^F#fools, Cause Cu^Ertis Loew was the f^Dinest picker to e^Aver play the b^Elues

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^EOn the day ol Cur^Btis died, no b^Aody came to ^Epray, ^Ethe old preecher sa^Bid some words, and they chu^Acked him into ^Eclay, ^Ehe lived a lif^Betime, p^Alayin the blackmans blu^Ees, ^Eon the day he lo^Bst his life, thats a^All he had 2 l^Eose.

Pl^Aay me a song, Curtis L^Eowe, Curtis L^E7owe, We^All, I got your drinkin money, tun^Ee up your Do^E7bro. Pe^Aople said he was useless, them pe^Eople all were ^F#fools, Cause Cu^Ertis Lowe was the f^Dinest picker to e^Aver play the b^Elues

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Lynyrd Skynyrd - Curtis lowe