Dean Martin - King of the Road текст песни

(Roger Miller)

Trailer for sale or rent rooms to left fifty cents
No phone no pool no pets ain't got no cigarettes
But two hours of pushing broom buys a eight by twelve four bit room
I'm a man of means by no means king of the road.

Third bocxcar midnight train destination Bangor Maine
Old worn out suit and shoes 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.

Every engineer on every train
And all of the children and all of their names
(And every hand-out in every town)
Every lock that ain't locked when no one's around.

I sing trailer for sale or rent rooms to left fifty cents
No phone no pool no pets ain't got no cigarettes
But two hours of pushing broom buys a eight by twelve four bit room
I'm a man of means by no means king of the road.

King of the road, king of the road...