Byrds Drug Store Truck Drivin' Man
(Roger McGuinn, 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 DJ 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.
