Текст песни The Byrds - Drug Store Truck Drivin Man
The Byrds - Drug Store Truck Drivin Man слова песни
Written by Roger McGuinn and Gram ParsonsHe`s a drug store truck drivin manHe`s a head of the Ku Klux KlanWhen summer rolls aroundHe`ll be lucky if he`s not in townWell he`s got him a house on the hillHe plays country records till you`ve had your fillHe`s a fireman`s friend, he`s an all night DJBut he sure does think different from the records he playsHe`s a drug store truck drivin manHe`s a head of the Ku Klux KlanWhen summer rolls aroundHe`ll be lucky if he`s not in townWell he don`t like the young folks I knowHe told me one night on his radio showHe`s got him a medal he won in the warWeighs five hundred pounds and sleeps on his floorHe`s a drug store truck drivin manHe`s a head of the Ku Klux KlanWhen summer rolls aroundHe`ll be lucky if he`s not in townHe`s been like a father to meHe`s the only DJ you can hear after threeI`m an all night musician in a rock `n` roll bandAnd why he don`t like me, I can`t understandHe`s a drug store truck drivin manHe`s a head of the Ku Klux KlanWhen summer rolls aroundHe`ll be lucky if he`s not in town