Karaoké King of the Road Medley The Three Amigos

Trailer for sale or rent

Rooms to let for fifty 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 a 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

Trailer for sale or rent

Rooms to let for fifty cents, I'm a man of means, by no means a king of the road

I'm prayin' for rain in California so the grapes can grow and they can make more wine

And I'm sittin' in a honky in Chicago with a broken heart and a woman on my mind

I ask the man behind the bar for the jukebox

And the music takes me back to Tennessee

And they asked who's the fool in the corner cryin', I say

A little ole wine drinker me

Well I never felt more like singin' the blues 'cos I never thought that I'd ever lose

Your love dear

Why'd you do me this way

Well I never felt more like cryin' all night 'cos everythin's wrong and nothin' ain't right

Without you

You got me singin' the blues

Now the moon and stars no longer shine

The dream is gone

I thought was mine

There's nothin' left for me to do but cry over you

Well I never felt more like runnin' away but how could I go

But I can't stay

Without you

You got me singin' the blues

You got me singin' the blues

You got me singin' the blues