Drug Store Truck Driving Man

Written by Gram Parsons and Roger McGuinn

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 the head of the Ku Klux Klan

When summer rolls around

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

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 by his floor

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

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 an acid house band

And why he don't like me I can't understand

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

When summer rolls around

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

© Gram Parsons and Roger McGuinn

Published by EMI Songs Ltd/Copyright Contol