Drug Store Truck Drivin Man Chords

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From: lindsey@SIRIUS.COM (Tom Lindsey)
Subject: Drug_Store_Truck_Drivin'_Man.crd; gram parsons

Drug Store Truck Drivin' Man
Roger McGuinn, Gram Parsons

CHORUS:
       A                        E
He's a drug store truck drivin' man
E                            A
He's the head of the Ku Klux Klan
A                  D
When summer rolls around
D        E                    A
He'll be lucky if he's not in town

           A                      E
Well, he's got him a house on the hill
E                             D               A
He plays country records till you've had your fill
A                               D
He's a fireman's friend he's an all night DJ
D      E                                  D          A
But he sure does think different from the records he plays

CHORUS

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

CHORUS

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

CHORUS

He'll be lucky if he's not in town

Tom


Tom Lindsey
lindsey@sirius.com
San Francisco, CA