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 until 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
It 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'll be lucky if he's not in town