Текст (слова) 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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