King of the Road

Trailers for sale or rent Rooms to let, 50cents No phone, no pool, no pets I ain't got no cigarettes Ah but, 2 hours of pushing 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 clothes 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 And every lock that ain't locked, when no one's around. I sing, trailers for sale or rent, rooms to let, fifty 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, fifty 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.