โหลดเพลง mp3 The Ballad Of Curtis Loew (album) - Phish

The Ballad Of Curtis Loew - Phish
Well I used to wake the morning
before the rooster crowed
Searchin' for soda bottles to get myself some dough
Run 'em down to the corner
down to the country store
Cash 'em in and give my money to a man named Curtis Leow
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 knees
I'd give old Curt my money
he'd play all day for me
Play me a song Curtis Leow Curtis Leow
Well I got your drinkin' money tune up your Dobro
People said he was useless them people all were fools
'Cause Curtis Leow was the finest picker to ever play the blues

He looked to be sixty and maybe I was ten
Mama used to whup 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 Leow Curtis Leow
Well I got your drinkin' money tune up your Dobro
People said he was useless them people all were fools
'Cause Curtis Leow was the finest picker to ever play the blues

On the day old Curtis died
Nobody came to pray
Ol' preacher said some words
And they chunked him in the clay
Well, 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, Curtis Loew
I am singing this song so
Everyone will know
People said he was useless
But then people all were fools
'Cause Curtis you're the finest picker
To ever play the blues