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In a little cabaret in a South Texas border town

In a little cabaret,

Sat a boy and his guitar, and the people came from all around

In a South Texas border town,

And all the girls from there to Austin

Sat a boy and his guitar,

Were slippin' away from home and puttin' jewelery in hock

And the people came from all around.

To take the trip, to go and listen

And all the girls from there to Austin,

To the little dark-haired boy that played the Tennessee flat top box

Were slippin' away from home,

And puttin' jewelery in hock.

And he would play

To take the trip, to go and listen,

To the little dark-haired boy,

Well, he couldn't ride or wrangle, and he never cared to make a dime

That played the Tennessee flat top box.

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 that played the Tennessee flat top box

And he would play

Then one day he was gone, and no one ever saw him 'round

He'd vanished like the breeze and 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 that played the Tennessee flat top box

And he would play

And he would play: [Instrumental guitar.]

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,

That played the Tennessee flat top box.

And he would play: [Instrumental guitar.]

Then one day he was gone,

And no one ever saw him 'round,

He'd vanished like the breeze,

And 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,

That played a Tennessee flat top box.

And he would play: [Instrumental guitar to end.]

[TENNESSEE FLAT-TOP BOX]

[Written by: John R. Cash

Performed by: Johnny Cash

Appears on: Old Golden Throat-1968, Classic Cash: Hall of Fame Series-1987,

The Essential Johnny Cash-1992 & 2002, The Great Lost Performance-2007, et al.]

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