Tom Russell - The d**h of Jimmy Martin lyrics

There's a hound dog running all alone through the piney woods Lord his howlin' tears the soul out of me There's a jay bird calling up a funeral dirge In ancient harmony Barb'ry Allen rolled over in a grave all morning With roses growing out of her head Hey, God's gonna burn down Nashville, boys Cause Jimmy Martin's dead Ah, the great Jimmy Martin's gone dead You got twenty twenty vision but you're walkin' 'round blind You Grand Ole Opry fools With your hypocritic judgments and your self righteous snobbery. Your God damned false hearted rule You scorned Hank Williams, you shunned Jimmy Martin, Boys who sang with tongues of fire. So god's gonna burn down your Grand Ole Opry Hear the screams of the hypocrites and liars They feel safer now that Jimmy has expired. Run, Pete, run, your master's callin' you, He's waiting on up ahead Bm Don't look back, Nashville's burnin' down Jimmy Martin's dead Oh, The great Jimmy Martin's gone dead. Yeah, don't call me no country singer Those are poison words to me 'Cause I ain't heard a good country song Since nineteen seventy three The King of Bluegra** has died for your sins The who*e of Babylon is sleepin' in your bed So God's gonna burn down Nashville tonight, boys, Cause Jimmy Martin's dead The great Jimmy Martin's gone dead. Run, Pete, run, your master's callin' you, He's waiting on up ahead Bm Don't look back, Nashville's burnin' down Jimmy Martin's dead Oh, The great Jimmy Martin's gone dead. There's a hound dog runnin' all alone through the piney woods The howling tears the soul out of me