Lyrics

Trailer's for sale or rent Rooms to let, 50 cents No phone, no pool, no pets I ain't got no cigarettes Ah, but, 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 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 their children, and all of their names And every handout in every town Every lock that ain't locked, when no one's around I sing, trailers for sale or rent Rooms to let, 50 cents No phone, no pool, no pets I ain't got no cigarettes Ah, but, 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 Trailers for sale or rent Rooms to let, 50 cents No phone, no pool, no pets I ain't got no cigarettes Ah, but, two hours of pushin' broom buys...
Writer(s): Roger Miller Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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