Let me tell the story from "Dillus Roady" who is the one we
need
he's our crazy music fan and works hard each night when we

play
when he's coming through the door
he's crying for gin and more

he's tall
later he even looks around
to see the girls hear the sound

he's high
"Dillus Roady" come on here
"Dillus Roady" we need some beer

he's like a mother without a breast
when we get tired in the night
he's the one who looks so bright

and hurries up to bring us home
if someone has a sorrow face
he sits down beside his place

and helps to forget the story.