Trailer for sale or rent,
to let fifty cents.
No phone, no pool, no
I ain't got no
Ah but two hours of pushin' 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;
Bangor, Maine.
Old worn out suits and
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
all of the children and all of their names
and every handout in every town
and every lock that ain't locked when no one's
I sing.

Trailer for sale or rent,
rooms to let fifty cents.
No phone, no pool, no pets;
I ain't got no cigarrettes.
Ah but two hours of pushin' broom
buys an eight by twelve four bit
I'm a man of means, by no means king of the road.