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
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 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
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 a rock and roll 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 townTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
