Tennessee Flat Top Box accords

Intro      D / /     A / / /

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verse1     In a little cabaret in a South Texas border town
                 A
           Sat a boy and his guitar and the people came from all around
           (E
           And all the girls from there to Austin
                 A
           Were slippin' 'way from home and puttin' jewelry in hock
           (E
           To take the trip, to go and listen
                   A
           To the little dark-haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box
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           And he would play

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verse2     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
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verse3     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 a little dark-haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box
           And he would play