Trailers for sale or rent, rooms to let fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain’t got no cigarettes
Aw, 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 boxcar 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 ev’ry 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 trailers for sale or rent, rooms to let fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain’t got no cigarettes
Aw, 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