King Of The Road Lyrics - The Statler Brothers

Trailers for sale or rent 

Rooms to let fifty cents 

No phone, no pool, no pets 

I ain't got no cigarettes 

But two hours of pushing broom 

Eight by twelve four bit room 

I'm a man of means by no means 

I'm 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 

I'm King of the road 

I know every engineer on every train 

All of the children and all of their names 

An' 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 phone, no pool, no pets 

Fresh out of cigarettes 

But two hours of pushing broom 

Buys an Eight by twelve four bit room 

I'm a Man of means by no means 

I'm King of the road 

King of the road 

King of the road