Chorus: G# D# Heʼs a drug store truck drivinʼ man D# G# Heʼs the head of the Ku Klux Klan G# C# When summer rolls around C# D# G# Heʼll be lucky if heʼs not in town G# D# Well, heʼs got him a house on the hill D# C# G# He plays country records till youʼve had your fill G# C# Heʼs a firemanʼs friend heʼs an all night DJ C# D# C# G# But he sure does think different from the records he plays Chorus. Well, he donʼt like the young folks I know He told me one night on his radio show Heʼs got him a medal he won in the War It weighs five-hundred pounds and it sleeps on his floor Chorus. Heʼs been like a father to me Heʼs the only DJ you can hear after three Iʼm an all night musician in a rock and roll band And why he donʼt like me I canʼt understand Chorus. Heʼll be lucky if heʼs not in town