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       D                        A  
He's a drug store truck drivin' man  
                             D  
He's the head of the Ku Klux Klan  
                   Em  
When summer rolls around  
         A                    D  
He'll be lucky if he's not in town  
  
VERSE 1:  
           D                      A  
Well, he's got him a house on the hill  
                              G       D   A     D  
He plays country records till you've had your fill  
                                Em  
He's a fireman's friend he's an all-night DJ  
       A                                  A7          D  
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  
  
{spoken:}  "This one's for you, Ralph."