Tennessee Flat Top Box
Rosanne Cash Lyrics
Tennessee Flat Top Box Lyrics
Tennessee Flat Top Box by Rosanne Cash
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' jewelery 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 a dime
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
And one day he was gone, and no one ever saw him 'round
He'd 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 a little dark haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box
And he would play
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