Trailers for sale or rent, rooms to let fifty cents

No phone, no pool, no pets; I ain't got no cigarettes

Ah, but two hours of pushin' broom gets an eight-by-twelve four-bit room.

I'm a man of 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 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,

And every lock that ain't locked when no one's around, I sing...