Song : Tennessee Flat Top Box
Album : Ring of Fire: The Best of Johnny Cash
Category : Johnny Cash
Songwriter (s) :
Publisher : Johnny Cash
In A Little Cabaret In A South Texas Border Town
Sat A Boy And His Guitar And The People Came From All Around
And All The Girls From There To Austin Were Slipping’ Away From Home
And Putting’ Jewellery And Hopped 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 Down
But Give Him His Guitar And He’d Be Happy All The Time
And All The Girls From Nine To Ninety
Were, Snapping’ Fingers, Tapping’ Toes And Begging’ 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 Cabaret Until The Doors Were Locked
And Then One Day On The Hit Parade
Was The Little Dark-Haired Boy Who Played The Tennessee Flat Top Box
And He Would Play