About the song
Roger Miller’s “King of the Road” is a timeless anthem that captures the spirit of wanderlust and the allure of the open road. Released in 1964, this country ballad quickly became a crossover hit, resonating with audiences of all ages and backgrounds.
The song paints a vivid picture of a nomadic lifestyle, following the footsteps of a traveling hobo who finds solace and freedom in his itinerant existence. Despite his modest means, the protagonist embraces a carefree existence, relishing the independence and adventure that come with a life on the road. Miller’s witty and cynical lyrics add a touch of humor to the narrative, creating a memorable and relatable character.
The song’s enduring popularity can be attributed to its universal themes of freedom, self-reliance, and the pursuit of happiness. It speaks to the human desire to escape the constraints of everyday life and embark on a journey of self-discovery. Whether you’re a seasoned traveler or simply dreaming of hitting the open road, “King of the Road” offers a nostalgic and uplifting reminder of the simple pleasures that can be found in the journey itself.
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Lyrics
Trailer’s for sale or rent
Rooms to let, 50 cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain’t got no cigarettes
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
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 their children, and all of their names
And every handout in every town
Every lock that ain’t locked, when no one’s around
I sing, trailers for sale or rent
Rooms to let, 50 cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain’t got no cigarettes
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
Trailers for sale or rent
Rooms to let, 50 cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain’t got no cigarettes
Ah, but, two hours of pushin’ broom buys…