I went down to Nashville On a Saturday night To see the barn dance jubilee Well, I met a boy with a flat top guitar He really picked the blues for me, oh Lord He really picked the blues for me I asked him if he knew a song called Alabam Or a song about sunny Tennessee He said he thought he might And Lordy, what a sight When he played that flat top for me, oh, Lord When he played that flat top for me Some people like songs about the mountains And others about the deep blue sea Just gimme that ole boy and his flat top guitar And let him pick the blues for me Yes, let him pick the blues for me If you ever come to Nashville On a Saturday night Be sure and see that barn dance jubilee You will hear the people sing And the banjos, they will ring And the flat top will play the blues for me And the flat top will play the blues for me