[00:09.51]In a little cabaret in a [00:12.21]South Texas border town [00:14.52]Sat a boy and his guitar, and the people came from all around [00:19.62]And all the girls from there to [00:24.93]AustinWere slippin' away from home and puttin' jewelery in hock [00:29.52]To take the trip, to go and listen [00:35.01]To the little dark-haired boy that played the [00:37.44]Tennessee flat top box [00:39.33]And he would play [01:02.85]Well, he couldn't ride or wrangle, and he never cared to make a dime [01:07.92]But give him his guitar, and he'd be happy all the time [01:12.99]And all the girls from nine to ninety [01:18.27]Were snapping fingers, tapping toes, and begging him,"Don't stop" [01:22.86]And hypnotized and fascinated [01:28.17]By the little dark-haired boy that played the [01:30.93]Tennessee flat top box [01:32.85]And he would play [01:56.37]Then one day he was gone, and no one ever saw him 'round [02:01.53]He'd vanished like the breeze and they forgot him in the little town [02:06.66]But all the girls still dreamed about him [02:12.06]And hung around the cabaret until the doors were locked [02:16.65]And then one day on the [02:19.26]Hit Parade [02:21.90]Was a little dark-haired boy that played the [02:24.72]Tennessee flat top box