Luyện nghe bài hát Uncle Pete

My Uncle Pete was a
Riding Nullarbor Plain
Ten split and an overdrive
Chrome stacks shooting out

throw me up into the cab
My hands would grip the wheel
I dream about the day
I could that rig for real

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

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

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

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