Tennessee Flat Top Box (Album Version)
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๐ Lyrics
In a little cabaret
In a south Texas boarder town
Sat a boy and his guitar
And the people came from all around
And all the girls
From there to Austin
Were slippin' away from home
And puttin' jewelry in hock to take the trip
To go and listen
To the little dark-haired boy who played the
Tennessee flat top box
And he would play
Well he couldn't ride or wrangle
And he never cared to make it dime
But give him his guitar
And he'd be happy all the time
And all the girls
From nine to ninety
Were snappin' fingers
Tappin' toes
And beggin' him don't stop
And hypnotized
And fascinated
By the little dark-haired boy who played the
Tennessee flat top box
And he would play
Then one day he was gone
And no one ever saw him 'round
He vanished like the breeze
They forgot him in the little town
But all the girls
Still dreamed about him
And hung around
The caberet until the doors were locked
And then one day
On the hit parade
Was a little dark-haired boy who played the
Tennessee flat top box
And he would play
In a south Texas boarder town
Sat a boy and his guitar
And the people came from all around
And all the girls
From there to Austin
Were slippin' away from home
And puttin' jewelry in hock to take the trip
To go and listen
To the little dark-haired boy who played the
Tennessee flat top box
And he would play
Well he couldn't ride or wrangle
And he never cared to make it dime
But give him his guitar
And he'd be happy all the time
And all the girls
From nine to ninety
Were snappin' fingers
Tappin' toes
And beggin' him don't stop
And hypnotized
And fascinated
By the little dark-haired boy who played the
Tennessee flat top box
And he would play
Then one day he was gone
And no one ever saw him 'round
He vanished like the breeze
They forgot him in the little town
But all the girls
Still dreamed about him
And hung around
The caberet until the doors were locked
And then one day
On the hit parade
Was a little dark-haired boy who played the
Tennessee flat top box
And he would play
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:10.02] In a little cabaret
[00:12.62] In a south Texas boarder town
[00:15.43] Sat a boy and his guitar
[00:17.44] And the people came from all around
[00:20.67] And all the girls
[00:21.87] From there to Austin
[00:25.00] Were slippin' away from home
[00:27.70] And puttin' jewelry in hock to take the trip
[00:31.53] To go and listen
[00:34.68] To the little dark-haired boy who played the
[00:38.45] Tennessee flat top box
[00:40.44] And he would play
[01:05.44] Well he couldn't ride or wrangle
[01:07.55] And he never cared to make it dime
[01:10.24] But give him his guitar
[01:11.98] And he'd be happy all the time
[01:15.15] And all the girls
[01:16.46] From nine to ninety
[01:19.56] Were snappin' fingers
[01:21.86] Tappin' toes
[01:23.18] And beggin' him don't stop
[01:25.28] And hypnotized
[01:27.50] And fascinated
[01:29.87] By the little dark-haired boy who played the
[01:33.29] Tennessee flat top box
[01:34.97] And he would play
[02:00.03] Then one day he was gone
[02:02.39] And no one ever saw him 'round
[02:04.99] He vanished like the breeze
[02:06.95] They forgot him in the little town
[02:10.05] But all the girls
[02:11.62] Still dreamed about him
[02:14.90] And hung around
[02:16.80] The caberet until the doors were locked
[02:20.02] And then one day
[02:22.57] On the hit parade
[02:24.65] Was a little dark-haired boy who played the
[02:28.23] Tennessee flat top box
[02:29.82] And he would play
[00:12.62] In a south Texas boarder town
[00:15.43] Sat a boy and his guitar
[00:17.44] And the people came from all around
[00:20.67] And all the girls
[00:21.87] From there to Austin
[00:25.00] Were slippin' away from home
[00:27.70] And puttin' jewelry in hock to take the trip
[00:31.53] To go and listen
[00:34.68] To the little dark-haired boy who played the
[00:38.45] Tennessee flat top box
[00:40.44] And he would play
[01:05.44] Well he couldn't ride or wrangle
[01:07.55] And he never cared to make it dime
[01:10.24] But give him his guitar
[01:11.98] And he'd be happy all the time
[01:15.15] And all the girls
[01:16.46] From nine to ninety
[01:19.56] Were snappin' fingers
[01:21.86] Tappin' toes
[01:23.18] And beggin' him don't stop
[01:25.28] And hypnotized
[01:27.50] And fascinated
[01:29.87] By the little dark-haired boy who played the
[01:33.29] Tennessee flat top box
[01:34.97] And he would play
[02:00.03] Then one day he was gone
[02:02.39] And no one ever saw him 'round
[02:04.99] He vanished like the breeze
[02:06.95] They forgot him in the little town
[02:10.05] But all the girls
[02:11.62] Still dreamed about him
[02:14.90] And hung around
[02:16.80] The caberet until the doors were locked
[02:20.02] And then one day
[02:22.57] On the hit parade
[02:24.65] Was a little dark-haired boy who played the
[02:28.23] Tennessee flat top box
[02:29.82] And he would play