King Of The Road Lyrics by Randy Travis

King Of The Road Lyrics

    trailers 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' 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
    And every handout in every town
    And every lock that ain't locked
    When no one's around.

    I sing,
    Trailers 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' broom
    Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
    I'm a man of means by no means
    King of the road.

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