King Of The Road Lyrics - Eddy Arnold

Trailers 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 four-bit room 

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

Third boxcar, 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 their children and all of their names 

And every handout in every town 

Every lock that ain't locked when no one's around 

I sing, "Trailers 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 four-bit room 

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