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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' brooms
buys an eight by twelve four-bit room,
I'm a man of means by no means
King of the Road.

Third box car 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 of the children, and all of their names.
And every handout in every town,
and every lock that ain't locked when no one's around.

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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' brooms
buys an eight by twelve four-bit room,
I'm a man of means by no means
King of the Road,
King of the Road.