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.

Ah, but…

…two hours of pushin´ broom,

Buys an eight by twelve for bed room

I´m a man of means by no means,

King of the road!

Third box car, midnight train, destination: Bangor, Maine

Old worn out suit and shoes, he don’t pay no Union dues

He smokes old stogies he has found, short but no too big around

He’s 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 none’s around, I sing:

Trailer 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 pushing broom

 Buys an eight by twelve for bed room.

I´m a... man of means by no means.

King of the road!

King of the road!

King of the road!

King of the road!