Capo 1st Fret tuning is pretty iffy. Could never quite get it. Standard tuning if your not playing with the song sounds great though. E-------------------------------------------------------------| B-----------1/2---2-----2--------2--1/2---2-----2-------2-----| G--------0--1/2------2--------2-----1/2------2-------2--------| D--3--4--------------------2----------------------2-----------| A-------------------------------------------------------------| E-------------------------------------------------------------| E---------------------------------------------------------------| B---------------------------------------------------------------| G---2--0--------------------------------------------------------| D---------4--2--0-----------------------------------------------| A------------------4--2--0--------0--------0--------------------| E---------------------------2--2-----2--2-----------------------| A E In a little cabaret in a South Texas border town, A Sat a boy and his guitar, and the people came from all around. E And all the girls from there to Austin, A Were slippin' away from home and puttin' jewelery in hock. E To take the trip, to go and listen, A To the little dark-haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box. D And he would play: A E------------------------------------------------------------------| B------------------------------------------------------------------| G------------------------------------------2--2-----0--------------| D------------0-----------0-----------0--4--------4-----4--2--------| A---0--2--4-----0--2--4-----0--2--4--------------------------------| E------------------------------------------------------------------| E----------------------------------------------------------------------| B----------1/2--2-----2--------2--1/2--2-----2--------2----------------| G----------1/2-----2--------2-----1/2-----2--------2-----2--0----------| D------------------------2----------------------2-----------4---2--0---| A--0--0----------------------------------------------------------------| E----------------------------------------------------------------------| REPEAT A E Well, he couldn't ride or wrangle and he never cared to make a dime A But give him his guitar, and he'd be happy all the time. E And all the girls from nine to ninety, A Were snapping fingers, tapping toes, and begging him: "Don't stop." E And hypnotized and fascinated, A By the little dark-haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box. D A And he would play: [Repeat solo) A E Then one day he was gone, and no one ever saw him 'round, A He'd vanished like the breeze, they forgot him in the little town. E But all the girls still dreamed about him. A And hung around the cabaret until the doors were locked. E And then one day on the Hit Parade, A Was a little dark-haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box. D A And he would play: [Repeat Solo)