Lyrics:

Words and music by Hoyt Axton

You know Ive smoked a lot of grass
O Lord, Ive popped a lot of pills
But I never touched nothin
That my spirit could kill
You know, Ive seen a lot of people walkin
With tombstones in their eyes
But the pusher dont care
Ah, if you live or if you die

God damn, The Pusher
God damn, I say The Pusher
I said God damn, God damn The Pusher man

You know the dealer, the dealer is a man
With the love grass in his hand
Oh but the pusher is a monster
Good God, hes not a natural man
The dealer for a nickel
Lord, will sell you lots of sweet dreams
Ah, but the pusher ruin your body
Lord, hell leave your, hell leave your mind to scream

God damn, The Pusher
God damn, God damn the Pusher
I said God damn, God, God damn The Pusher man

Well, now if I were the president of this land
You know, Id declare total war on The Pusher man
Id cut him if he stands, and Id shoot him if hed run
Yes Id kill him with my Bible and my razor and my gun

God damn The Pusher
Gad damn The Pusher
I said God damn, God damn The Pusher man

? Irving Music Inc. (BMI)