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The Byrds--Drug Store Truck Drivin' Man McGuinn, [Gram] Parsons
CHORUS:
D A
He's a drug store truck drivin' man
D
He's the head of the Ku Klux Klan
E
When summer rolls around
A D
He'll be lucky if he's not in town
VERSE 1:
D A
Well, he's got him a house on the hill
E D
He plays country records till you've had your fill
E
He's a fireman's friend he's an all-night DJ
A E D
But he sure does think different from the records he plays
CHORUS
Well, 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
CHORUS
He'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
CHORUS
He'll be lucky if he's not in town
[spoken:] "This one's for you, Ralph."