Lyrics

I got no money in my pockets
Worn-out shoes upon my feet
I do a little work when I can find it
For a pack of smokes and a bite to eat
Ain't got no fancy apartment
None of life's great luxuries
I'm just a king of the highway
Living loose and wild and free

And the wheels can turn without me
And the riches pass me by
I give myself my own promotions
Not some suit in some high-rise
I don't need fancy sports cars
Don't need 401(k)
I live life one mile at a time
As a king of the highway

Now lots of people know me
But I got no circle of friends
They're all in a straight line miles behind me
And I'll make more before my journey ends
Don't need no plot of land
Lined with barbed wire and fenceposts
I'm just a king of the highway
My boundaries stretch from coast to coast