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Disc 1
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01.
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Comin' Home
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02.
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I Ain't the One
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03.
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Gimme Three Steps
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04.
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Tuesday's Gone
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05.
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Simple Man
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06.
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Sweet Home Alabama
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07.
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The Ballad of Curtis Loew
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08.
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Workin' for MCA
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09.
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On the Hunt
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10.
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Made in the Shade
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11.
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Whiskey Rock-A-Roller (live at Capitol Theatre, Wales / 1975)
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12.
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All I Can Do Is Write About It (acoustic)
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13.
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Gimme Back My Bullets
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14.
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Double Trouble
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Disc 2
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Saturday Night Special (live at Fox Theatre, Atlanta, GA - July 7, 1976)
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02.
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T for Texas (Blue Yodel No. 1) [live at Fox Theatre, Atlanta, GA - July 8, 1976]
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03.
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Travellin' Man (live at Fox Theatre, Atlanta, GA - July 8, 1976)
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04.
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Free Bird (live at Fox Theatre, Atlanta, GA - July 7, 1976)
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05.
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What's Your Name
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06.
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You Got That Right
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07.
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I Know a Little
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08.
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Down South Jukin'
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09.
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White Dove
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10.
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Was I Right or Wrong
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11.
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Georgia Peaches
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12.
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Mr. Banker
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Disc 3
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01.
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Call Me the Breeze (live at the Omni, Atlanta, GA - October 15, 1987)
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02.
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That Smell (live at Reunion Arena, Dallas, TX - November 1, 1987)
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03.
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Smokestack Lightning
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04.
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Southern Women
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05.
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The Last Rebel
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06.
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Born to Run
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07.
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Devil in the Bottle
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08.
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Talked Myself Right Into It
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09.
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Berneice
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10.
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Voodoo Lake
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11.
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Tomorrow’s Goodbye
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Disc 4
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01.
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Mad Hatter
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02.
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Pick Em' Up
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03.
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Red White & Blue
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04.
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Skynyrd Nation
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05.
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Simple Life
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06.
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Still Unbroken
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07.
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God & Guns
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08.
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Gifted Hands
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09.
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Start Livin Life Again
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10.
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Mississippi Blood
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11.
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Last of a Dyin' Breed
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12.
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Last of the Street Survivors
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13.
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Gimme Three Steps (live in Nashville / 2022)
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Well I used to wake the morning, before the rooster crowed
Searching 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 Loew
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 Loew, Curtis Loew
Well I got your drinking money tune up your dobro
People said he was useless, them people all were fools
'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues
He looked to be sixty and maybe I was ten
Mama used to whoop me but I'd go see him again
I'd clap my hands stomp my feet, try to stay in time
He'd play me a song or two then take another drink of wine
Well play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew
Well I got your drinking money tune up your dobro
People said he was useless them people all were fools
'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues
Yes sir
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, hey Curtis Loew
I wish that you was here so everyone would know
People said you were useless them people all were fools
'Cause Curtis you're the finest picker to ever play the blues
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