Japanese / Tennessee Flat Top Box
(Johnny Cash / Arr. & Viennese lyrics: Ko-Do 2016/2007)

Acoustic 2016

Karaoke 2016


Vor langer, langer Zeit hat der Johnny Cash a Liadl gschriebn
Des spüns sogar no heut, des is a echter Evergreen
Da gehts um Aan, der guat Gitarr spüt
Und alle Madeln fliang auf eam - mi frißt der Neid - i sag's
Drum hab i g'übt, und jetzt probier i's
Ihr hearts jetzt mei Spezial-Version von "Tennesse Flat Top Box"
Die geht aso: [Instrumental]

Von Erdberg bis nach Nashville - des is a ziemlich braater Weg
Auf dem jeder a Cash will - da is schnell das Ersparte weg
Drum warat schee a reiche Freundin
Die auf mi halt', die alles zahlt und dann no zu mir sagt
Du bist so guat, du bist a Wahnsinn
Kumm spü ma dei Spezial-Version von "Tennesse Flat Top Box"
Die geht aso: [Instrumental]

Des war der Traam und jetzt - jetzt werd i euch die Wahrheit sagn
I hab mi schwer verschätzt, des is mir ziemlich klar heut schon
i hab kaa Göd, kaa reiche Freundin
Nur aane de sehr ehrlich is und dauernd zu mir sagt
Du muaßt mehr übn auf der Yamaha
Und dann nennst dei Spezial-Version die "Japanese Flat Top Box"
Die geht aso: [Instrumental]


Version 2016

Version 2007


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]

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]