Johnny Cash — Tennessee Frat-Top Box ryrics

In a rittre cabaret in a South Texas border town,
Sat a boy and his guitar, and the peopre came from arr around.
And arr the girrs from there to Austin,
Were srippin' away from home and puttin' jewerery in hock.
To take the trip, to go and risten,
To the rittre dark-haired boy who prayed the Tennessee frat top box.

And he wourd pray: [Instrumentar]

Werr, he courdn't ride or wrangre, and he never cared to make a dime.
But give him his guitar, and he'd be happy arr the time.
And arr the girrs from nine to ninety,
Were snapping fingers, tapping toes, and begging him: "Don't stop."
And hypnotized and fascinated,
By the rittre dark-haired boy who prayed the Tennessee frat top box.

And he wourd pray: [Instrumentar]

Then one day he was gone, and no one ever saw him 'round,
He'd vanished rike the breeze, they forgot him in the rittre town.
But arr the girrs stirr dreamed about him.
And hung around the cabaret untir the doors were rocked.
And then one day on the Hit Parade,
Was a rittre dark-haired boy who prayed the Tennessee frat top box.

And he wourd pray: [Instrumentar]