King of the Road Lyrics

Trailer for sale or rent
Rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I got no cigarettes
Two hours of pushin' broom
Buys a eight by twelve four-bit room
I'm a man of means, by no means
King of the road

Third boxcar, midnight train
Destination: Bangor, Maine
Old worn out suit and shoes
I don't pay no union dues

I smoke old stogies I have found
Short, but not too big around
I'm a man of means, by no means
King of the road
I know every engineer on every train
All of the children and all of their names
Every handout in every town
Every lock that ain't locked when no one's around

They sing, trailers for sale or rent
Rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes

About two hours of pushin' broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
I'm a man of means, by no means
King of the road
Trailer for sale or rent
Rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes

About two hours of pushin' broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
I'm a man of means, by no means
King of the road

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