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 go (allcountrytabs.com)