[00:00.00] 作词 : Ronnie Van Zant/Allen Collins[00:00.00] 作曲 : Ronnie Van Zant/Allen Collins[00:00.00] Well I used to wake the morning before the rooster crowed[00:17.70]Searching for soda bottles to get myself some dough[00:25.02]Brought 'em down to the corner, down to the country store[00:32.04]Cash 'em in and give my money to a man named Curtis Loew[00:38.94]Old Curt was a black man with white curly hair[00:45.60]When he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care[00:52.14]He used to own an old Dobro, used to play it across his knee[00:59.07]I'd give old Curt my money, he'd play all day for me[01:02.49]Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew[01:12.00]Well I got your drinking money, tune up your Dobro[01:18.66]People said he was useless, them people are the fools[01:26.04]'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues[01:40.11]He looked to be sixty, and maybe I was ten[01:46.71]Mama used to whip me but I'd go see him again[01:53.10]I'd clap my hands, stomp my feets, try to stay in time[01:59.85]He'd play me a song or two then take another drink of wine[02:06.36]Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew[02:12.66]Well I got your drinking money, tune up your Dobro[02:19.26]People said he was useless, them people are the fools[02:26.58]'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues[02:38.79]Yes sir[03:34.50]On the day old Curtis died, nobody came to pray[03:41.13]Ol' preacher said some words, and they chunked him in the glade[03:47.55]But he lived a lifetime playin' the black man's blues[03:54.15]And on the day he lost his life, that's all he had to lose[04:00.78]Play me a song Curtis Loew, hey Curtis Loew[04:07.17]I wish that you was here so everyone would know[04:13.68]People said he was useless, them people all are fools[04:20.97]'Cause Curtis you're the finest picker to ever play the blues