About the song

“Tennessee Flat Top Box” by Johnny Cash is a delightful and catchy song that showcases Cash’s storytelling prowess and his love for traditional country music. The song was written by Cash’s wife, June Carter Cash, and was first released by Johnny Cash in 1961 as a single. It later appeared on his album *Johnny Cash Is Coming to Town*.

With its upbeat tempo and playful lyrics, “Tennessee Flat Top Box” tells the story of a talented guitar player who captivates audiences with his music. The song’s title refers to the type of guitar the protagonist plays, adding a touch of authenticity to the narrative. Cash’s rich baritone voice and the lively instrumentation create a lively and engaging listening experience.

“**Tennessee Flat Top Box**” performed well on the charts, reaching number 11 on the Billboard Hot Country Singles chart and number 84 on the Billboard Hot 100 chart. Its success helped to further solidify Cash’s reputation as a leading figure in the country music scene and introduced his music to a broader audience.

For fans of Johnny Cash, “Tennessee Flat Top Box” is a beloved classic that embodies the spirit of traditional country music. Its infectious melody and playful lyrics make it a perennial favorite, and Cash’s charismatic performance adds to its timeless appeal. The song remains a testament to Cash’s enduring influence on the genre and his ability to connect with audiences through his music.

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Lyrics

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: [Instrumental]

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: [Instrumental]

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: [Instrumental]