Lyrics Roger Miller

Roger Miller

King Of The Road

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 a 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 the children and all of their names

And every hand-out

in every town

And every lock that ain't locked when

no-one's around

I sing...

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 a eight by twelve four-bit room

I'm a man of means by no means,

king of the road