LYRIC

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 four bit 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

And 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 four bit 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 four bit room

I’m a man of means by no means, king of the road

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