Tennessee Flat Top Box Chords by Rosanne Cash
Tempo:
96.5 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
F
Eb
D
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

Start Jamming...
[Ab] [Bb]
[D] [Bb]
In a little cabaret in a South [F] Texas border town sat a boy and his guitar
And the people [Bb] came from all around and all the girls
From there to [F] Austin were slipping away from home and putting jewelry in hot
To take the trip to go and listen
To the little dark haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top [D] box and he [Eb] would play
Well
[Bb]
[Eb]
[G] [Bb]
[Eb] [C] [Bb]
[F] he couldn't ride a wrangle and he never cared to make it down
But give him his guitar and he'd be happy [Bb] all the time
And all the girls from nine [F] to ninety
Were snapping fingers, tapping toes and begging [Bb] him don't stop
And hypnotized and fascinated
By the little dark haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box and [Eb] he would play
And
[F] [Bb]
[Eb]
[G] [F] [Bb]
[Eb] [Bb]
then one day he was gone and no one ever [F] saw him around
He vanished like the breeze and they forgot him in [Bb] the little town
But all the girls still [F] dreamed about him
And hung around the cabaret until the [Bb] doors were locked
And then one day on the hit [F] parade
Was a little dark haired boy who played the Tennessee flat [Bb] top box [D] and he [Eb] would play
[F] [Bb]
[Eb] [D] [Bb]
[N]
[D] [Bb]
In a little cabaret in a South [F] Texas border town sat a boy and his guitar
And the people [Bb] came from all around and all the girls
From there to [F] Austin were slipping away from home and putting jewelry in hot
To take the trip to go and listen
To the little dark haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top [D] box and he [Eb] would play
Well
[Bb]
[Eb]
[G] [Bb]
[Eb] [C] [Bb]
[F] he couldn't ride a wrangle and he never cared to make it down
But give him his guitar and he'd be happy [Bb] all the time
And all the girls from nine [F] to ninety
Were snapping fingers, tapping toes and begging [Bb] him don't stop
And hypnotized and fascinated
By the little dark haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box and [Eb] he would play
And
[F] [Bb]
[Eb]
[G] [F] [Bb]
[Eb] [Bb]
then one day he was gone and no one ever [F] saw him around
He vanished like the breeze and they forgot him in [Bb] the little town
But all the girls still [F] dreamed about him
And hung around the cabaret until the [Bb] doors were locked
And then one day on the hit [F] parade
Was a little dark haired boy who played the Tennessee flat [Bb] top box [D] and he [Eb] would play
[F] [Bb]
[Eb] [D] [Bb]
[N]
Key:
Bb
F
Eb
D
G
Bb
F
Eb
_ [Ab] _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
In a little cabaret in a South [F] Texas border town sat a boy and his guitar
And the people [Bb] came from all around and all the girls
From there to [F] Austin _ were slipping away from home and putting jewelry in hot
To take the trip to go and listen
_ To the little dark haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top [D] box and he [Eb] would play
Well _ _
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ [C] _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] he couldn't ride a wrangle and he never cared to make it down
But give him his guitar and he'd be happy [Bb] all the time
And all the girls from nine [F] to ninety
Were snapping fingers, tapping toes and begging [Bb] him don't stop
And _ hypnotized and fascinated
_ By the little dark haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box and [Eb] he would play
And _ _
_ [F] _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ [F] _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ then one day he was gone and no one ever [F] saw him around
He vanished like the breeze and they forgot him in [Bb] the little town
But all the girls still [F] dreamed about him
_ And hung around the cabaret until the [Bb] doors were locked
And then one day on the hit [F] parade
_ _ Was a little dark haired boy who played the Tennessee flat [Bb] top box [D] and he [Eb] would play _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ [D] _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
In a little cabaret in a South [F] Texas border town sat a boy and his guitar
And the people [Bb] came from all around and all the girls
From there to [F] Austin _ were slipping away from home and putting jewelry in hot
To take the trip to go and listen
_ To the little dark haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top [D] box and he [Eb] would play
Well _ _
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ [C] _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] he couldn't ride a wrangle and he never cared to make it down
But give him his guitar and he'd be happy [Bb] all the time
And all the girls from nine [F] to ninety
Were snapping fingers, tapping toes and begging [Bb] him don't stop
And _ hypnotized and fascinated
_ By the little dark haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box and [Eb] he would play
And _ _
_ [F] _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ [F] _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ then one day he was gone and no one ever [F] saw him around
He vanished like the breeze and they forgot him in [Bb] the little town
But all the girls still [F] dreamed about him
_ And hung around the cabaret until the [Bb] doors were locked
And then one day on the hit [F] parade
_ _ Was a little dark haired boy who played the Tennessee flat [Bb] top box [D] and he [Eb] would play _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ [D] _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
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