Lyrics to Rovin' in My Old RV II by Lowell H. Brown

I walked into a dealership With not much on my mind. A salesman grabbed me by the arm.  He was one of a kind.  When I had kicked a tire or two "Twas very plain to me That I would soon be rovin' in an old RV.

I bought myself a set of maps, The latest campground guide.  With storage space stuffed to the roof, My soul-mate at my side, I have my G P S turned on.  There's  many a sight to see.  And you can find me rovin' in my old RV.

I pulled into a camping ground One darek and stormy night.  The winds wer really kick-in' up, The lightnin' flashin' bright.  When come the dawn , it's raning yet. I'm soaked as you can see I smell, but I'm still rovin' in my old RV.

I'm headin' for the mountain tops, A stompin' on the gas To make the steep and curvy grade, Then whizzin' thru the pass.  A chuggin' and a smokin', Cars are linin' up, I see So slowly I'm a rovin' in my old RV.

I joined that Hoosier Cruisers band Who come from near and far.  Arriving in those monstrous rigs pushed by a tiny car.  They have a yen for 4 H grounds, Pitch-ins and sights to see.  And then they go off rovin' in their old RVs.

There'll come a time when I'll be found A drivin' 'round the bend.  Some folks are sayin' that will be My ever livin' end.  If so, my good and faithful friends, Now just you come to see; You'll find me up there rovin' in my old RV.

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