Alan Jackson F- George Strait Murder On Music Row Lyrics

Murder On Music Row Lyrics

Nobody saw them running

 From 16th Avenue

 They never found the fingerprints

 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 almight dollar

 And the lust for worldwide fame

 Slowly killed tradition

 And for that, someone shouldhang   ("Ahh, you tell 'em Alan")

 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 the fiddles barely play

 But drums and rock 'n' roll guitars

 Are mixed up in your face

 Ol'  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 ol'

 Drinkin' and cheatin' songs   ("Oh, but I 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

 

 For 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 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