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Yellow Van chords by Clay County

Verse 1
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I was traveling
down the turnpike
on my way to Maryville
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Leaving home for a week of fun
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down in those Tennessee hills
When I looked back in the mirror
saw a beat -up yellow van
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So close on my tail
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he could get my mail
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and I didn't even know the
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man
His license plate read Jesus,
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there were Beanie Babies on his dash.
It was clear to see his ambivalency
C
about choosing God or cash.
I figured he was a guru
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of a New Age millennium cult,
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G
dedicated to the collecting of beanbags made
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G
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of felt.
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a maniacal gleam was in his eye
as he passed me in a
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And then I knew a moment of fear
C
when I gazed upon the stash
Cause they all looked kind of
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human strewn across his dash
I wondered if they were
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some other folks
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who had run across his
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path
As he disappeared down that fateful road
G
I knew the end of the story
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was waiting to be told
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So when I came upon that final fatal crash
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I wondered what had become
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of the beanbags on his dash
I was traveling down the turnpike
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on my way to Maryville
Leaving home for a week of fun
down in those Tennessee hills
C
When I looked back in the mirror,
saw a beat -up yellow van
F
So close on my tail
C
he could get my mail
G
C
and I didn't even know the man
F
So close on my tail
C
he could get my mail
G
and I didn't even know the
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G
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man you
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