“Tennessee Flat-Top Box”
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: [Instrumental]
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: [Instrumental]
Then 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: [Instrumental]
About Johnny Cash Lyrics
Artist: Johnny Cash
Related songs: Tall Man Lyrics
Born: February 26, 1932, Kingsland, Arkansas, United States
Died: September 12, 2003, Ascension Saint Thomas Hospital Midtown, Nashville, Tennessee, United States
Graduation date: 1950
Edited works: I Walk the Line: Very Best of Johnny Cash, MORE
Hall of fame inductions: February 8, 1960, 1977, 1992, 2011