Luyện nghe bài hát Uncle Pete

My Uncle Pete was a
that Nullarbor Plain
Ten split and an overdrive
stacks shooting out flames

He'd throw me up the cab
My little hands would the wheel
I would dream the day
I drive that rig for real

Rolling, rolling, around the world
Ten years old and ten tall, waving goodbye to
The girl next
Rolling, rolling, I'm the king of my street,
I got my sleeves up and my arm hanging out
As I off with Uncle Pete
As I drive off with Uncle

Heading west on one
My eyes are glued to the
The always in my hand
"Little Buddy" my code

We pull into Micks for a pie and
Not a brussel sprout in
Some to spin as we listen to
Slim Then we into the night

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