About the song
“King of the Road” is a timeless classic that embodies the spirit of country music, showcasing Roger Miller’s unique ability to blend humor and heartfelt storytelling. Released in 1965, this iconic track quickly became a sensation, reaching the top of the charts and cementing Miller’s place as a leading figure in the genre.
The song paints a vivid picture of a drifter’s life on the road, celebrating the freedom and independence of a traveling existence. With lines like “Trailer for sale or rent, rooms to let, fifty cents,” Miller captures the essence of a nomadic lifestyle with a touch of humor and nostalgia. The song’s catchy chorus and easy-going rhythm make it an enduring favorite, inviting listeners to sing along and revel in the carefree spirit it conveys.
“King of the Road” not only achieved commercial success but also earned critical acclaim. It won multiple awards, including the Grammy Award for Best Country & Western Recording, and remains a staple of Miller’s legacy. Its influence extends beyond country music, with the track’s catchy melody and memorable lyrics resonating across genres and generations.
Miller’s ability to craft songs that are both entertaining and timeless is evident in “King of the Road.” The song’s enduring popularity is a testament to his exceptional songwriting and his knack for capturing the essence of everyday life with humor and heart. Even decades after its release, “King of the Road” continues to be a cherished classic, celebrating the joys of a life lived on the open road and securing Roger Miller’s place as one of country music’s true greats.
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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…