Chords for Johnny Cash - Tennessee Flat Top Box (The Best Of The Johnny Cash TV Show)
Tempo:
106.7 bpm
Chords used:
C#
G#
Cm
F#
A#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
In a little cabaret in a South [G#] Texas border town, boy and his guitar, and the people came from all around.
And [C#] all the girls from [G#] there to Austin were slipping away from home and putting jewelry in [C#] hock.
Take the trip [Cm] to go and [G#] listen to the little dark-haired boy that played a Tennessee flat [C#]-top box.
He would play, [F#] play box now, Robert.
[C#] Play box, Robert.
[A#]
Well, he couldn't ride a wrangle, and he never cared [G#] to make a dime, but give him his guitar,
and he'd be happy all the time.
[C#] And all the girls [Cm] from nine [G#] to ninety were snapping fingers, tapping toes, and begging him, [C#] don't stop.
All right.
[F#] [C#]
Then one day he was gone, and no one [G#] ever saw him round.
He vanished like the breeze, and they forgot him in [D#] the little town.
But all [C#] the girls [G#] still dreamed about him, and hung around the cabaret until the doors were locked.
[C#] And one day [C] on the hit [G#] parade was the [N] little dark-haired boy.
And [C#] all the girls from [G#] there to Austin were slipping away from home and putting jewelry in [C#] hock.
Take the trip [Cm] to go and [G#] listen to the little dark-haired boy that played a Tennessee flat [C#]-top box.
He would play, [F#] play box now, Robert.
[C#] Play box, Robert.
[A#]
Well, he couldn't ride a wrangle, and he never cared [G#] to make a dime, but give him his guitar,
and he'd be happy all the time.
[C#] And all the girls [Cm] from nine [G#] to ninety were snapping fingers, tapping toes, and begging him, [C#] don't stop.
All right.
[F#] [C#]
Then one day he was gone, and no one [G#] ever saw him round.
He vanished like the breeze, and they forgot him in [D#] the little town.
But all [C#] the girls [G#] still dreamed about him, and hung around the cabaret until the doors were locked.
[C#] And one day [C] on the hit [G#] parade was the [N] little dark-haired boy.
Key:
C#
G#
Cm
F#
A#
C#
G#
Cm
_ In a little cabaret in a South [G#] Texas border town, boy and his guitar, and the people came from all around.
And [C#] all the girls from [G#] there to Austin _ were slipping away from home and putting jewelry in [C#] hock.
Take the trip [Cm] to go and [G#] listen _ to the little dark-haired boy that played a Tennessee flat [C#]-top box.
He would play, [F#] play box now, Robert.
_ _ _ [C#] Play box, Robert.
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Well, he couldn't ride a wrangle, and he never cared [G#] to make a dime, but give him his guitar,
and he'd be happy all the time.
[C#] And all the girls [Cm] from nine [G#] to ninety _ were snapping fingers, tapping toes, and begging him, [C#] don't stop.
All right. _
[F#] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Then one day he was gone, and no one [G#] ever saw him round.
He vanished like the breeze, and they forgot him in [D#] the little town.
But all [C#] the girls [G#] still dreamed about him, _ and hung around the cabaret until the doors were locked.
[C#] And one day _ [C] on the hit [G#] parade _ was the [N] little dark-haired boy. _
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And [C#] all the girls from [G#] there to Austin _ were slipping away from home and putting jewelry in [C#] hock.
Take the trip [Cm] to go and [G#] listen _ to the little dark-haired boy that played a Tennessee flat [C#]-top box.
He would play, [F#] play box now, Robert.
_ _ _ [C#] Play box, Robert.
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Well, he couldn't ride a wrangle, and he never cared [G#] to make a dime, but give him his guitar,
and he'd be happy all the time.
[C#] And all the girls [Cm] from nine [G#] to ninety _ were snapping fingers, tapping toes, and begging him, [C#] don't stop.
All right. _
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_ Then one day he was gone, and no one [G#] ever saw him round.
He vanished like the breeze, and they forgot him in [D#] the little town.
But all [C#] the girls [G#] still dreamed about him, _ and hung around the cabaret until the doors were locked.
[C#] And one day _ [C] on the hit [G#] parade _ was the [N] little dark-haired boy. _
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