Down on Music Row Songtext
von Dolly Parton

Down on Music Row
Down on Music Row
If you want to be a star
That′s where you've got to go

I could feel a change a-comin′
I left my hometown a-hummin'
With my ol' guitar a-strummin′
Songs that I had wrote

I was on my way to Nashville
I just couldn′t hardly wait
'Til I could sing my songs
To the folks on Music Row

I got into Nashville early
Sleepy, hungry, tired, and dirty
And on the steps of RCA
I ate a stale, sweet roll


In the fountain, at the Hall of Fame
Washed my face and read the names
In the walkway of the stars
Down on Music Row

Down on Music Row
Down on Music Row
If you want to be a star
That′s where you've got to go

I waited there, ′til eight o'clock
When office doors became unlocked
Then I started walking
Down the street of Music Row

Just a-walking up and down the street
Trying to find out who to see
To help me get on record
And to hear the songs I′d wrote

But I found it going rough
Everyone was all tied up
Either in a conference
Or in the studio


They said, that I could leave a tape
But they'd suggest, I didn't wait
′Cause everyone, was awful busy
Down on Music Row

But I could feel that change a-comin′
And I just kept right on a-hummin'
With my ol′ guitar, still strummin'
All them songs, that I′d wrote

And then Chet and Bob, at RCA
Well, they listened to my songs that day
And they both told me, that I was on my way
Down on Music Row

Down on Music Row
Down on music Row
If you want to be a star
That's where you′ve got to go