Murder On Music Row

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Verse 1
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 Nobody saw them running from sixteenth Avenue
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 They never found the fingerprints or the weapon that was used
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 But someone killed country music cut out its heart and soul
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 They got away with murder down on music row
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 The almight dollar and the lust for worldwide fame
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 Slowly killed tradition and for that, someone should hang
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 They all say "Not Guilty!" but the evidence will show
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 That murder was committed down on music row

Chorus
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 For the steel guitars no longer cry and the fiddles barely play
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 But drums and rock 'n' roll guitars are mixed up in your face
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 Ol'  Hank wouldn't have a chance on today's radio
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 Since they committed murder down on music row

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Verse 2
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 They thought no one would miss it once it was dead and gone
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 They said no one would buy them ol' drinkin' and cheatin' songs
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 Well there ain't no justice in it and the hard facts are cold
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 Murder's been committed down on music row

Chorus
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 For the steel guitars no longer cry and you can't hear fiddles play
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 With drums and rock 'n' roll guitars mixed right up in your face
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 Why, the Hag, he wouldn't have a chance on today's radio
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 Since they committed murder down on music row

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 Why they'd even tell the Possum to pack up and go back home
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 There's been an awful murder down on music row