Dean Martin ft Frank Sinatra - King of the Road | Текст песни

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• Dean Martin ft Frank Sinatra
• King of the Road

Trailers for sale or rent
Rooms to let...fifty cents.
No phone, no pool, no pets
I aint got no cigarettes
Ah, but..two hours of pushin broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
Im 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 dont pay no union dues,
I smoke old stogies I have found
Short, but not too big around
Im 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 aint locked
When no ones around.

I sing,
Trailers for sale or rent
Rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I aint got no cigarettes
Ah, but, two hours of pushin broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
Im a man of means by no means
King of the road.