Chord The Ballad Of Curtis Loew by Cody Johnson

Capo: 1st fret Verse 1 D Well I used to wake the morning A before the rooster crowed D F#m G E Searching for soda bottles to get myself some dough D I'd Take'em down to the Courner A E F#m down to the country store G D Cash 'em in and give my money to a man named Curtis Loew G D Old Curt was a black man with white curly hair A C G D When he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care A G D He used to own an old dobro used to play it across his knees A C G I'd give old Curt my money he'd play all day for me Chorus G D Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew G D I got your drinking money tune up your dobro G D E Folks said he was useless, them people Are fools D G Dm 'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues D A G D Verse 2 Am G D He looked to be sixty and maybe I was ten A C G Mama used to whoop me but I'd go see him again D A G Dm I Used clap And I stomp my feet, Just tryin to stay in time D A C G I'd Give Ol' Curt My Money then take another drink of wine Chorus G D Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew G D I got your drinking money tune up your dobro G D E Folks said he was useless, them people Are fools D G Dm 'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues D A G D Verse 3 D A G Dm On the day old Curtis died nobody came to pray D Am C G D The preacher said A Few words and they chunked him in the clay A G D Well he lived a lifetime playin' the black man's blues D5 A5 G And on the day he lost his life that's all he had to lose Chorus G D Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew G D I got your drinking money tune up your dobro G D E Folks said he was useless, them people Are fools D G Dm 'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues D A G D