COUNTRY HALL OF FAME
Recorded by Hank Locklin
Writer: Karl Davis

I was roamin' 'round in Nashville, in the state of Tennessee
For I love that country music, it's as soulful as can be
I have gathered their records, for I cherish ev'ry name
So I found myself a-standing in the COUNTRY HALL OF FAME.

My heart beat somewhat faster, as I walked in thru the door
For I heard the sound of voices I had often heard before
A happy kind of sadness brought a teardrop to my eye
Now I'll tell you what I saw there and I'm sure that you'll see why.

Jimmie Rodgers' railroad lantern and his faithful old guitar
I could hear that old Blue Yodel comin' from somewhere afar
Roy Acuff in bronze likeness with the great Fred Rose - his friend
And I heard that Wabash Cannonball somewhere around the bend.

The guitar of Eddy Arnold, memories of Cattle Call
Chet Atkins will be with him When The Work's All Done This Fall
From the autoharp of Maybelle, Wildwood Flower seemed to ring
Riley Puckett and Gid Tanner, how they all could pick and sing.

I could hear George Hay announcin', as I stood there in the room
I could hear Tex Ritter singin' his classic song - High Noon
Minnie Pearl's so glad to be there and Hank Snow keeps Movin' On
May the Lord bless those still livin' and the ones who's joined His throne.

Cowboy Copas, Hawkshaw Hawkins, Gentleman Jim and Patsy Cline
Rod Brassfield, Ira Louvin, these stars will always shine
Ernest Tubb, the great Red Foley and Hank Williams - bless his name
Tho' some are gone, they'll live forever in the COUNTRY HALL OF FAME.

SOURCE: HANK LOCKLIN-THE FIRST FIFTEEN YEARS/1971 RCA LSP-4604