Tennessee Flat Top Box
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โฑ๏ธ 3:15 duration
๐ ID: 5672958
๐ Lyrics
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 slippin' away from home
And puttin' jewelry 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, 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 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
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 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, 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 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
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:10.48] In a little cabaret in a South Texas border town
[00:15.35] Sat a boy and his guitar and the people came from all around
[00:20.39] And all the girls from there to Austin were slippin' away from home
[00:27.84] And puttin' jewelry and hopped to take the trip to go and listen
[00:35.79] To the little dark-haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box
[00:40.18] And he would play
[00:45.36]
[01:05.38] Well, he couldn't ride or wrangle and he never cared to make it down
[01:10.38] But give him his guitar and he'd be happy all the time
[01:15.30] And all the girls from nine to ninety
[01:20.84] Were, snappin' fingers, tappin' toes and beggin' him, "Don't stop"
[01:25.27] And hypnotized, and fascinated
[01:30.66] By the little dark-haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box
[01:35.16] And he would play
[01:40.10]
[02:00.31] Then one day he was gone and no one ever saw him 'round
[02:05.24] He vanished like the breeze, they forgot him in the little town
[02:10.22] But all the girls still dreamed about him and hung around
[02:17.07] The cabaret until the doors were locked
[02:19.91] And then one day on the hit parade
[02:25.66] Was the little dark-haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box
[02:30.18] And he would play
[02:31.13]
[00:15.35] Sat a boy and his guitar and the people came from all around
[00:20.39] And all the girls from there to Austin were slippin' away from home
[00:27.84] And puttin' jewelry and hopped to take the trip to go and listen
[00:35.79] To the little dark-haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box
[00:40.18] And he would play
[00:45.36]
[01:05.38] Well, he couldn't ride or wrangle and he never cared to make it down
[01:10.38] But give him his guitar and he'd be happy all the time
[01:15.30] And all the girls from nine to ninety
[01:20.84] Were, snappin' fingers, tappin' toes and beggin' him, "Don't stop"
[01:25.27] And hypnotized, and fascinated
[01:30.66] By the little dark-haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box
[01:35.16] And he would play
[01:40.10]
[02:00.31] Then one day he was gone and no one ever saw him 'round
[02:05.24] He vanished like the breeze, they forgot him in the little town
[02:10.22] But all the girls still dreamed about him and hung around
[02:17.07] The cabaret until the doors were locked
[02:19.91] And then one day on the hit parade
[02:25.66] Was the little dark-haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box
[02:30.18] And he would play
[02:31.13]