Van-tastic Cowboy: Furniture Hauling Blues

In a van of steel, I embark each day, To move heavy loads, come what may. Pianos, wardrobes, and TVs too, I'll transport them all, without a clue. Through bustling streets and winding lanes, I navigate with cautious reins. With each twist and turn, a challenge awaits, But I'll persevere, no matter the stakes. [Chorus] Wardrobes that tower and pianos that sing, Each piece of furniture, a unique thing. From washing machines to cookers alight, I'll haul them all, with all my might. Wardrobes that tower and pianos that sing, Each piece of furniture, a unique thing. From washing machines to cookers alight, I'll haul them all, with all my might. Through sweat and strain, I'll make my way, For I'm the mover, come what may. With muscles of steel and a heart so bold, I'll transport heavy loads, even though I'm old. So here's to the van driver, with a job to do, Moving furniture, from old to new. For in each piece, there's a story to tell, As I drive my van through the city's swell. With a van full of furniture, I drive through the town, Moving pianos and wardrobes, up and down. But one fateful day, when I reach for the sky, They'll hang me from a mustard tree, oh my, oh my! I don't know how long I'll be doing this job, I meet a lot of people like Andrew and Rob, There's Paul and Pete and Hayden too, Just donate your stuff and I'll collect it from you. [Chorus Wardrobes that tower and pianos that sing, Each piece of furniture, a unique thing. From washing machines to cookers alight, I'll haul them all, with all my might. Wardrobes that tower and pianos that sing, Each piece of furniture, a unique thing. From washing machines to cookers alight, I'll haul them all, with all my might.