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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeMurder On Music Row
Nobody saw them runningFrom 16th AvenueThey never found the fingerprintsOr the weapon that was usedBut someone killed country musicCut out its heart and soulThey got away with murderDown on music rowThe almight dollarAnd the lust for worldwide fameSlowly killed traditionAnd for that, someone shouldhang ("Ahh, you tell 'em Alan")They all say "Not Guilty!"But the evidence will showThat murder was committedDown on music rowFor the steel guitars no longer cryAnd the fiddles barely playBut drums and rock 'n' roll guitarsAre mixed up in your faceOl' Hank wouldn't have a chanceOn today's radioSince they committed murderDown on music rowThey thought no one would miss itOnce it was dead and goneThey said no one would buy them ol'Drinkin' and cheatin' songs ("Oh, but I still buy 'em")Well there ain't no justice in itAnd the hard facts are coldMurder's been committedDown on music rowFor the steel guitars no longer cryAnd you can't hear fiddles playWith drums and rock 'n' roll guitarsMixed right up in your faceWhy the Hag wouldn't have a chanceOn today's radioSince they committed murderDown on music rowWhy they even tell the PossumTo pack up and go back homeThere's been an awful murderDown on music row
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