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Friday, February 10, 2012

I'm a man of means by no means:

Trailer for sale or rent, room to let 50 cents (no phone, no pool or pets). I ain't got no cigarettes, ah but 2 hours of pushin' brooms buys an eight by twelve 4-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 stoagies I have found / short, but not too big around. I'm a man of means - king of the road. I know every engine on every train, all of the children and all of their names. Every handout in every town (and ever lock that ain't locked when no one's around). I'm a man of no means - king of the road.


Janet said...

I love this song, but I always twitch when Roger Miller mispronounces Bangor as "BANG-er."

joe said...