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  • In a little cabaret
    In a south Texas boarder 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
  • In a little cabaret
    In a south Texas boarder 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