Roger Miller - King of the road

^CTrailer for ^Dm7sale or rent ^G7Rooms to let...^Cfifty cents. No phone, no ^Dm7pool, no pets ^G7I ain't got no cigarettes Ah, but..^Ctwo hours of ^Dm7pushin' broom Buys a ^G7eight by twelve f^Cour-bit room I'm a man of ^Fmeans by no means ^G7 King of the ^Croad. ^CThird boxcar, ^Dm7midnight train ^G7Destination...^CBangor, Maine. Old worn out ^Dm7suit and shoes, ^G7I don't pay no union dues, I smoke ^Cold stogies ^Dm7I have found ^G7Short, but not too ^Cbig around I'm a man of ^Fmeans by no means ^G7 King of the ^CRoad. I know every engineer on ^Fevery train ^G7All of their children, and ^Call of their names And every handout in ^Fevery town And ^G7every lock that ain't locked ^G7When no one's around. I sing: ^CTrailers for ^Dm7sale or rent ^Gm7Rooms to let, ^Cfifty cents No phone, no ^Dm7pool, no pets ^G7I ain't got no cigarettes Ah, but, ^Ctwo hours of ^Dm7pushin' broom Buys a ^Gm7eight by twelve ^Cfour-bit room ^CI'm a man of ^Fmeans by no means ^G7 King of the ^CRoad.