2024-04-21
Lyrics
In his van, Deanito strums away, Guitar's tune filling the day. Wheels rolling, journey's song, With strings and melodies, he belongs. Chorus: Deanito's van, a mobile stage, Music's magic, page by page. In his world, where freedom's the key, Guitar in hand, he's wild and free. Sunset hues, horizon's line, Deanito's guitar, making it shine. Roads ahead, adventures to find, With every chord, he leaves worries behind. Chorus: Deanito's van, a mobile stage, Music's magic, page by page. In his world, where freedom's the key, Guitar in hand, he's wild and free. Bridge: Through valleys deep, mountains tall, Deanito's music, captivating all. In his van, dreams take flight, Under starry skies, playing through the night. Chorus: Deanito's van, a mobile stage, Music's magic, page by page. In his world, where freedom's the key, Guitar in hand, he's wild and free.
