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 he 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
He'll be lucky if he's not in town
(This one's for you, Ralph)
