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Mountain 163
 
    
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Tennessee Flat Top Box
Mountain 163
 


ID: 13960

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TypeSinging Call
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MediaMP3
Artist(s)
Cindy Whitaker (picture)     recordings by Cindy Whitaker

Cindy Whitaker

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Cue Sheet

OPENER - MIDDLE BREAK - CLOSER    Mainstream

Sides face grand square
* 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 putting jewelry in hock

4 ladies chain, you turn the girl now
Well chain the ladies right back home and promenade that ring
And he would play...


ALTERNATE LYRICS

* 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 9 to 90
Were snappin' fingers, tappin' toes and beggin' him don't stop


* Then one day he was gone and no one ever saw him round
He vanished like the breeze, they forgot him in that little town
And all the girls still dreamed about him
And hung around the cabaret until the doors were locked


FIGURE    Mainstream, corner progression

Heads (sides) left square thru 4 hands around that ring you go
Go all the way and then do a left dosado you know
Make a left hand wave, left swing thru
With the left hand spin the top, move up and then
Boys you cross run, recycle round now,
You slide thru, swing the corner, promenade that ring
And he would play...

 
Lyrics

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Tennessee Flat Top Box Lyrics ID: 1053

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' 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

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

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

Lyrics by Johnny Cash. 

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