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Intro:
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In a litAtle cabaret, in a south Texas border town, E
Sat a boy and his guitar, and the people came from all around. A
And all the girls from there to Austin were slipEpin' 'way from home
And puttin' jew'lry in hock to takeA the trip to go and listen E
To the little dark haired boy that played the Tennessee flat top box. A
And he would play... D
Guitar Solo:
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Well, he couldnA't ride or wrangle, and he never cared to make a dime. E
But give him his guitar and he'd be happy all the time. A
And all the girls from nine to ninety E
Were snappin' fingers, tappin' toes and beggin' him, "Don't stop!" A
And hypnotized, and fasci - nated E
By the little dark haired boy that played the Tennessee flat top box. A
And he would play... D
Guitar Solo:
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Then one dAay he was gone and no one ever saw him 'round. E
He vanished like the breeze, and they forgot him in the little town. A
But all the girls still dreamed a-bout him E
And hung around the cabaret until the doors were locked. A
And then one day on the hit pa-rade E
Was a little dark haired boy that played the Tennessee flat top box. A
And he would play... D
Outro:
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