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