Текст (слова) песни: Roger Miller - King Of The Road
Trailer for sale or rent rooms to let fifty cents. No phone, no pool, no pets, I aint got no cigarettes. Ah but two hours of pushin broom buys an eight by twelve four bit room. Im a man of means, by no means king of the road.
Third boxcar, midnight train, destination Bangor, Maine. Old worn out suits and shoes, I dont pay no union dues. I smoke old stogies I have found, short but not too big around. Im 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 every lock that aint locked when no ones around I sing
Trailer for sale or rent rooms to let fifty cents. No phone, no pool, no pets, I aint got no cigarettes. Ah but two hours of pushin broom buys an eight by twelve four bit room. Im a man of means, by no means king of the road.
king of the road, king of the road
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