The Death of Jimmy Martin Tom Russell
By Tom Russell
3/17/2010
There's a [D]hound dog running all alone through the [Bm]piney woods
Lord his [G]howlin' tears the soul out of [D]me
There's a [D]jay bird calling up a funeral [Bm]dirge
In [G]ancient harmon[D]y
Barb'ry [Bm]Allen rolled over in a [G]grave all morning
With [D]roses growing [G]out of her [A]head
Hey, [D]God's gonna [G]burn down [D]Nashville, boys
[G]Cause Jimmy Martin's [D]dead
Ah, the [D]great Jimmy [A]Martin's gone [D]dead
You got [D]twenty twenty [G]vision but you're [D]walkin' 'round blind
You [D]Grand Ole [A]Opry [D]fools
With your [D]hypocritic judg[G]ments and your [D]self righteous snobbery
Your [D]God Damned [A]false hearted [D]rule
You [Bm]scorned Hank Williams, you [G]shunned Jimmy Martin,
Boys who [D]sang with [G]tongues of [A]fire.
So [D]god's gonna [G]burn down your [D]Grand Ole Opry
Hear the [G]screams of the hypocrites and [D]liars
They feel [D]safer now that [A]Jimmy has ex[D]pired
Chorus:
[A]Run, Pete, run, your [G]master's callin' you,
He's [D]waiting on [G]up a[A]head
[Bm]Don't look back, [G]Nashville's burnin' down
[D]Jimmy [A]Martin's [D]dead
Oh, The [D]great Jimmy [A]Martin's gone [D]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 1973
The King of Bluegrass has died for your sins
The W***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
Chorus
There's a hound dog runnin' all alone through the piney woods
The howling tears the soul out of me
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