King of the Road
Written by Roger Miller
Recorded by Frank McKinnon

LYRICS

Trailers for sale or rent, rooms to let, 50 cents, no phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes.

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 of their children, and all of their names. I know every handout in every town, and every door that ain't locked, when there's no one around.

Trailers for sale or rent, rooms to let, 50 cents, no phone, no pool, no pets. I ain't got no cigarettes.

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.

Trailers for sale or rent, rooms to let, 50 cents, no phone, no pool, no pets. I ain't got no cigarettes.

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

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Frank McKinnon:
Guitar
Vocal

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