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Trailers for sale or rent, rooms to let, fifty cents |
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No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes |
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Ah, but two hours of pushin' broom buys an eight by twelve four-bit room |
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I'm a man of means by no means, king of the road |
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Third boxcar, midnight train, destination, Bangor, Maine |
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Old worn out suit and shoes, I don't pay no union dues |
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I smoke old stogies I have found, short, but not too big around |
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I'm a man of means by no means, king of the road |
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I know every engineer on every train |
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All their children and all of their names |
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And every handout in every town |
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Every lock that ain't locked when no one's around |
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I sing, "Trailers for sale or rent, rooms to let, fifty cents |
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No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes |
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Ah, but, two hours of pushin' broom buys an eight by twelve four-bit room |
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I'm a man of means by no means, king of the road" |
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"Trailers for sale or rent, rooms to let, fifty cents |
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No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes |
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Ah, but, two hours of pushin' broom buys an eight by twelve four-bit room" |