Nobody saw him running
from Sixteenth Avenue
They never found the fingerprint
or the weapon that was used.

But someone killed country music,
cut out its heart and soul
They got away with murder
down on Music Row

The almighty dollar
and the l___ for worldwide fame
Slowly killed tradition
and for that someone should hang

They all say not guilty,
but the evidence will show
That murder was committed
down on Music Row

For the steel guitars no longer cry
and fiddles barely play
But drums and rock 'n roll guitars
are mixed up in your face

Old Hank wouldn't have a chance
on today's radio
Since they committed murder
down on Music Row

They thought no one would miss it,
once it was dead and gone
They said no one would buy
them old drinking and cheating songs

(but I'll still buy 'em)
Well there ain't no justice in it
and the hard facts are cold
Murder's been committed
down on Music Row.

Oh, the steel guitars no longer cry
and you can't hear fiddles play
With drums and rock 'n roll guitars
mixed right up in your face

Why, the Hag, he wouldn't have a chance
on today's radio
Since they committed murder
down on Music Row

Why, they even tell the Possum
to pack up and go back home
There's been an awful murder
down on Music Row

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