ADAM BRAND - UNCLE PETE lyrics

My Uncle Pete was a trucker

Riding that Nullarbor Plain

Ten split gears and an overdrive

Chrome stacks shooting out flames

He'd throw me up into the cab

My little hands would grip the wheel

I would dream about the day

I could drive that rig for real

Rolling, rolling, rolling around the world

Ten years old and ten feet tall, waving goodbye to

The girl next door

Rolling, rolling, today I'm the king of my street,

I got my sleeves rolled up and my arm hanging out

As I drive off with Uncle Pete

As I drive off with Uncle Pete

Heading west on highway one

My eyes are glued to the road

The two-way always in my hand

"Little Buddy" that's my code

We pull into Micks for a pie and chips

Not a brussel sprout in sight

Some yarns to spin as we listen to

Slim Then we drive into the night

If I had one wish I'd wanna be,

If I had one wish I'd wanna be,

If I had one wish I'd wanna be like my Uncle Pete