Lyrics - Drug Store Truck Drivin' Man by Byrds

(
Roger
Mc
Guinn,
Gram
Parsons)
CHORUS:
He's a drug store truck drivin' man
He's the head of the
Ku
Klux
Klan
When summer rolls around
He'll be lucky if he's not in town
Well, he's got him a house on the hill
He plays country records till you've had your fill
He's a fireman's friend he's an all night
DJBut he sure does think different from the records he plays
CHORUSWell, he don't like the young folks
I know
He told me one night on his radio show
He's got him a medal he won in the
War
It weighs five-hundred pounds and it sleeps on his floor
CHORUSHe's been like a father to me
He's the only
DJ you can hear after three
I'm an all night musician in a rock and roll band
And why he don't like me
I can't understand
CHORUSHe'll be lucky if he's not in town(spoken:) this one's for you,
Ralph.

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