Nashville's Gone Hollywood

I was raised on country: a steady dose of Haggard an' Jones
Conway and Loretta, were always on the radio
But everythin' has changed since then, they say it’s for the good
But I think it’s a cryin' shame Nashville’s gone Hollywood
You won’t need a steel guitar in your watered down rock 'n roll
An' you might even find yourself on the cover of The Rolling Stone
You’ll be lookin' mighty fine in your designer clothes
An' you won’t need the Opry; you’ll be singin' on Jay Leno
They’ll put you in the movies
You’ll have your video
An' if you’re young an' sexy
You’ll be rollin' in the dough
You’ll sell a million records
Oh, that must mean you’re good
Move on over, Ernest Tubb
Nashville’s gone Hollywood
I’m still giggin' on Broadway, makin' rounds on Music Row
Hopin', maybe someday, I’ll hear my song on the radio
But they say I’m too country: I wouldn’t change it if I could
'Cause I think it’s a cryin' shame Nashville’s gone Hollywood
They’ll put you in the movies
You’ll have your video
An' if you’re young an' sexy
You’ll be rollin' in the dough
You’ll sell a million records
Oh, that must mean you’re good
Move on over, Ernest Tubb
Nashville’s gone Hollywood
Yeah, move on over, Ernest Tubb
Nashville’s gone Hollywood