Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down Lyrics - Me And Bobby Mcgee - Kris Kristofferson

In a little cabaret 

In a south Texas boarder 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' jewelry 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 

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Well he couldn't ride or wrangle 

And he never cared to make it dime 

But give him his guitar 

And he'd be happy all the time 

And all the girls 

From nine to ninety 

Were snappin' fingers 

Tappin' toes 

And beggin' 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 

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Then one day he was gone 

And no one ever saw him 'round 

He vanished like the breeze 

They forgot him in the little town 

But all the girls 

Still dreamed about him 

And hung around 

The caberet 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