King Of The Road Lyrics

Trailers for sale or rent,
Rooms to let - 50 cents,
No phone, no pool, no pets,
Ain't got no cigarettes, ah but
Two hours of pushing broom
Buys an 8 by 12 four-bit room
He's a man of means by no means
King of the road.

Third box car midnight train
Destination bangor, maine
Old worn-out suits and shoes,
Don't pay no union dues.
He smokes old stogies he has found
Short, but not too big around
He?s a man of means by no means
King of the road

(he knows) every engineer on every train All of their children and all of their names
And every hang-out in every town
Every lock that ain't locked
When no one's around.

I say, trailers for sale or rent,
Rooms to let - 50 cents,
No phone, no pool, no pets,
Ain't got no cigarettes.
I?ve got two hours of pushing broom
Buys an 8 by 12 four-bit room
He?s a man of means by no means
King of the road.
King of the road.
King of the road.
King of the road.

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