The Proclaimers

The Proclaimers - King Of The Road lyrics

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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, ah but
Two hours of pushing broom buys an eight by twelve fourbit room
I'm a man of means by no means, King of the Road

Third box car 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 the children and all of their names
Every handout in every town
And ev'ry lock that ain't locked when no one's around I sing

Trailer 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 pushing broom buys a eight by twelve fourbit room
I'm a man of means by no means, King of the Road

Trailer 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 pushing broom buys a eight by twelve fourbit room,
I'm a man of means by no means, King of the Road
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Author: Roger Miller

Composer: ?

Publisher: Chrysalis Records Ltd.

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Released in: 1990

Language: English

Appearing on: The Best Of (2002) , The Very Best Of (2013)

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