paroles de chanson King of the Road - Boxcar Willie

Trailers for sale or rent, rooms to let 50 cents
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah, but two hours of pushin' broom buys a eight by ten four-bed room
I'm a man of means by no means, king of the road

Third boxcar, the 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
And all of the children and all of their name
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 50 cents
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah, but two hours of pushin' broom buys a eight by ten four-bed room
I'm a man of means by no means, king of the road
King of the road, king of the road