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King Of The Road Lyrics

Artist: Roger Miller

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 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 clothes 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 their 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 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.

Comments/Interpretations

by mouse cutler on 7/28/2008 9:51am
top track in it's time and still a cut above modern music from present day

by dovelikeboy on 8/11/2008 11:41pm
I absolutely love this song and have done since early childhood. Very simple, short, great lyrics and melody. A classic hobo's story.
Big Black's "Ready men" from about 30 years later and a completely different genre reminds me of this. But this is a tick better.

by Music Man on 9/24/2008 11:45am
A classic of all classic's. No one could do it as well as Roger could.

I often times find myself singing or whistling this tune throughout the day.