Yellow Van
Composer(s): Ron Dante; Gene Allan
Performer(s): Ronnie & The Dirt Riders



Pack a bag baby
Won't you come along
We'll be sittin' pretty mama
Nothin' can go wrong
The sun is comin' up 
And we got miles to go

Well, I'm a gonna show you just how good it feels
When we're movin' it out in a home on wheels
'Cause there's no place like home
In a yellow van

Yellow van... yellow van... yellow vaaaan... 
Moving down the highway
Cruising 'cross the USA
Yellow vaaaan, yellow vaaaan 
Oh, move out, move out with me in my yellow van

Well it's beat up, faded, and it ain't brand new
But when you're riding high 
There's nothing it can't do 
The open road's ahead
We'll leave the past behind

Got a fab (?)quad system 
And it's dynamite
Got a mattress in the back
Where we can spend the night
Cause home ain't nothin' like 
Livin' in a yellow van 

Yellow van... yellow van... yellow vaaan... 
Moving down the highway
Cruising 'cross the USA
Yellow vaaaan, yellow vaaaan 
Oh, move out, move out with me in my yellow van

Bowm-de-do-be-do-wow
Why don't we move out
Bowm-de-do-be-do-wow
Why don't we,, move out
Bowm-de-do-be-do-wow
Why don't we...move out 
Why don't you ride with me

Yellow vaaaan... yellow vaaaan... yellow vaaaan... 
Moving down the highway
Cruisin' 'cross the USA
Yellow van, yellow van 
Oh, Move out, move out with me in my yellow
Move out, move out with me in my yellow
Move out, move out with meee..

Move out, move out with me.. in my yellow
Move out, move out with me.. in my yellow
Move out, move out with me.. in my yellow