King Of The Road lyrics

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, 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 n' shoes I don't pay no union dues I smoke old stoagies 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 Every handout in every town And every lock that ain't locked when no one's around I sing trailer for sale or rent...