UNCLE PETE 
 Adam Brand 
  
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 My Uncle Pete was a trucker, riding down the Nullarbor plain 
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 ten split gears and an overdrive, crome stack shooting out flames 
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 He'd throw me up into the cab, my little hands would grip the wheel 
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 and I would dream about the day, I could drive that rig for real 
  
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 Rolling, rolling,.. rolling around the world 
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 ten years old and ten feet tall 
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 waving good bye to the girl next door 
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 rolling rolling, today I'm king of my street 
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 I've got my sleeves rolled up and my arm hanging out 
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 as I drive off with Uncle Pete 
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 as I drive off with Uncle Pete 
  
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 Heading west on highway one my eyes are glued to the road 
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 the two way allways in my hand, "little buddy" thats my code 
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 We'd pull into Mick's for a pie and chips, not a brussel sprout in sight 
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 some yarns to spin as we listen to Slim, then we drive into the night 
  
  
 Chorus, instrumental D A D A D A E x2 
  
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 Rolling, rolling,.. rolling around the world 
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 ten years old and ten feet tall 
  E 
 showing off in front of the girl next door 
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 rolling rolling, today I'm king of my street 
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 I've got my sleeves rolled up and my arm hanging out 
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 as I drive off with Uncle Pete 
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 I've got my sleeves rolled up and my arm hanging out 
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 as I drive off with Uncle Pete 
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 as I drive off with Uncle Pete 
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 If I had one wish I'd wanna be 
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 If I had one wish I'd wanna be 
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 If I had one wish I'd wanna be 
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 Like my Uncle Pete. 
  
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