King of the Road

(Roger Miller)



Trailers for sale or rent, rooms to let, fifty cents

No phones, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes

Ah, but two hours of pushing brooms

Buys a eight by twelve four bit room

I'm a man of means, by no means, king of the road.



Third bocxcar, 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 the 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 phones, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes

Ah, but two hours of pushing brooms

Buys a 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 phones, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes

Ah, but two hours of pushing brooms

Buys a eight by twelve four bit room

I'm a man of means, by no means, king of the road.



King of the road king of the road...