Lyrics: King Of The Road

Trailers for sale or rent,
Rooms to let - 50 cents,
No phone, no pool, no pets,
Aint got no cigarettes, ah but
Two hours of pushing broom
Buys an 8 by 12 four-bit room
Hes 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,
Dont pay no union dues.
He smokes old stogies he has found
Short, but not too big around
Hes 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 aint locked
When no ones around.

I say, trailers for sale or rent,
Rooms to let - 50 cents,
No phone, no pool, no pets,
Aint got no cigarettes.
Ive got two hours of pushing broom
Buys an 8 by 12 four-bit room
Hes a man of means by no means
King of the road.
King of the road.
King of the road.
King of the road.