Текст песни: Byrds, The - Drug Store Truck Drivin Man



Written by Roger McGuinn and Gram Parsons



He`s a drug store truck drivin man

He`s a 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 DJ

But he sure does think different from the records he plays



He`s a drug store truck drivin man

He`s a head of the Ku Klux Klan

When summer rolls around

He`ll be lucky if he`s not in town



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

Weighs five hundred pounds and sleeps on his floor



He`s a drug store truck drivin man

He`s a head of the Ku Klux Klan

When summer rolls around

He`ll be lucky if he`s not in town



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 `n` roll band

And why he don`t like me, I can`t understand



He`s a drug store truck drivin man

He`s a head of the Ku Klux Klan

When summer rolls around

He`ll be lucky if he`s not in town

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Written by Roger McGuinn and Gram Parsons



He`s a drug store truck drivin man

He`s a 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 DJ

But he sure does think different from the records he plays



He`s a drug store truck drivin man

He`s a head of the Ku Klux Klan

When summer rolls around

He`ll be lucky if he`s not in town



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

Weighs five hundred pounds and sleeps on his floor



He`s a drug store truck drivin man

He`s a head of the Ku Klux Klan

When summer rolls around

He`ll be lucky if he`s not in town



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 `n` roll band

And why he don`t like me, I can`t understand



He`s a drug store truck drivin man

He`s a head of the Ku Klux Klan

When summer rolls around

He`ll be lucky if he`s not in town

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