Jim White - King Of The Road | Текст песни

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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

I am a two hours of pushin' broom buys a
Eight by ten four bit room
I'm a man of means by no means

'Cause I'm a king of the road
Yes, I'm a king of the road
Yeah, a king of the road
Just a 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

'Cause I'm a king of the road
A king of the road
King of the road
Just a king of the road

I'm a king of the road
Yeah I'm a king of the road
Just the king of the road
The king of the road

I know every engineer on every train
All the children and all the good names
Every handout in every town
And if it's locked it ain't locked if no one's around

I say, trailer for sale or rent
Rooms to let fifty cents
I'm a man no means by no means

'Cause I'm a king of the road
Yeah I'm a king of the road
Yeah I'm a king of the road
Yeah I'm a king of the road

Just a king of the road
Yeah I'm a king of the road
I'm a king of the road
King of the king of the king of the

Trailer for sale or rent
Rooms to let fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes


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