I'm Off

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The Ballad of Curtis Loew
Allen Collins and Ronnie VanZant

Well I used to wake the mornin’ … before the rooster crowed
Searchin’ 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 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 drinking 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 drinking 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

Yesssir

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 Leow … hey Curtis Leow
I wish that you was here so everyone would know
People said you were useless … them people all are fools
'Cause Curtis you're the finest picker to ever play the blues

Mmmmm


:rose::devil::heart::rose:
 
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Bang, bang, shoot em' up, destiny!
Bang, bang, shoot em' up to the moon!
Bang, bang, shoot em' up one, two, three!
(One, two, three, four!)

I wanted to be a spaceman!
That's what I wanted to be
But now that I am a spaceman
Nobody cares about me

Hey mother earth
Won't 'cha bring me back down
Safely to the sea
But 'round and around and
around and around
Is all she ever say to me

I wanted to make a good run
I wanted to go to the moon
I knew that it had to be fun
I told 'em to send me real soon
I wanted to be a spaceman
I wanted to be it so bad
But now that I am a spaceman
I'd rather be back on the pad

Hey mother earth
Won't 'cha bring me back down
Safely to the sea
But 'round and around and
around and around
Is just a lot of lunacy
(Yeah!)

'Round and around and around
and around and around
(So bring me back down)
'Round and around and around
and around and around
Safe on the ground

Hey mother earth
Won't 'cha bring me back down
Safely to the sea
But 'round and around and
around and around
Is all she ever say to me, yeah

You know I wanted to be a spaceman
That's what I wanted to be
But now that I am a spaceman
Nobody cares about me!
Say, hey! You mother earth
You better bring me back down
I've taken just as much as I can
But around and around and
around and around
Is the problem of a spaceman!


:D
 
We're here, and are stilll very much together ;)

We've been busy - real life takes presedence over online time, yet none of our 'true' friends will ever be forgotten.

Especially not you :p
 
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Not too far from the city lights,
Latin music fills the night,
Down in East L.A.,
Down in East L.A....


It's a part of the city,
But it's more than a place,
It's a smile on a face,
It's a dream come true,
And it's me and you,
And we feel it down deep in the soul,
And it gives from the young
And it gives to the old,
It's the promised land,
Where a man can be a man,
And his home,
Yes his home,

So be my friend,
And drink some wine,
Together we can party all the time,
Down in East L.A.,
Down in East L.A.

Woooah, down in East L.A.,
Woooah, down in East L.A.,
Woooah, down in East L.A...

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