Murder on Music Row George Strait (Ft. Alan Jackson)

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[Verse 1: George Strait]
Nobody saw him runnin'
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

[Verse 2: Alan Jackson]
The almighty dollar
And the lust for worldwide fame
Slowly killed tradition
And for that someone should hang (Oh, you tell them Alan)
They all say "Not guilty!"
But the evidence will show
That murder was committed
Down on Music Row

[Chorus: Both]
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
Ole Hank wouldn't have a chance
On today's radio
Since they committed murder
Down on Music Row