Tennessee Flat Top Box Lyrics

Rosanna Cash

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Lyrics to Tennessee Flat Top Box
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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 Maine to Austin Were slippin' 'way from home and put'n'do real hard to take a trip To go and listen to the little dark haired boy who played the Tennessee Flat Top Box And he could play Well, he couldn't ride or angle and he never cared to make a dime But given 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 hypnotised 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 a breeze, they forgot him in the little town But all the girls still dreamed about him And hung around the cabaret until the doors been locked And then one day on the hitparade was a little dark haired boy who played the Tennessee Flat Top Box And he would play




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