M[A]y Uncle Pete was a trucker, r[D]iding down the Nullarbor plain
t[a]en split gears and an overdrive, c[E]rome stack shooting out flames
H[A]e'd throw me up into the cab, m[D]y little hands would grip the w[A]heel
[A]and I would dream about the day, I could d[E]rive that rig for r[A]eal
Chorus
[D]Rolling, r[A]olling,.. r[D]olling around the w[A]orld
t[D]en years old and t[A]en feet tall
w[E]aving good bye to the girl next door
r[D]olling ro[A]lling, t[D]oday I'm king of my s[A]treet
I've got my s[D]leeves rolled up and my a[A]rm hanging out
as I dr[E]ive off with Uncle P[A]ete
as I dr[E]ive off with Uncle P[A]ete
H[A]eading west on highway one my e[D]yes are glued to the road
the t[A]wo way allways in my hand, "little b[E]uddy" thats my code
W[A]e'd pull into Mick's for a pie and chips, not a b[D]russel sprout in s[A]ight
s[A]ome yarns to spin as we listen to Slim, then we d[E]rive into the n[A]ight
Chorus, instrumental D A D A D A E x2
R[D]olling, ro[A]lling,.. ro[D]lling around the wo[A]rld
t[D]en years old and t[A]en feet tall
s[E]howing off in front of the girl next door
r[D]olling ro[A]lling, t[D]oday I'm king of my s[A]treet
I've got my s[D]leeves rolled up and my a[A]rm hanging out
as I dr[E]ive off with Uncle P[A]ete
I've got my s[D]leeves rolled up and my a[A]rm hanging out
as I dr[E]ive off with Uncle P[A]ete
as I dr[E]ive off with Uncle P[A]ete
I[A]f I had one wish I'd wanna b[E]e
If I [F#m]had one wish I'd wanna [D]be
I[A]f I had one wish I'd wanna [E]be
Like my Uncle P[A]ete. [EA]
t[a]en split gears and an overdrive, c[E]rome stack shooting out flames
H[A]e'd throw me up into the cab, m[D]y little hands would grip the w[A]heel
[A]and I would dream about the day, I could d[E]rive that rig for r[A]eal
Chorus
[D]Rolling, r[A]olling,.. r[D]olling around the w[A]orld
t[D]en years old and t[A]en feet tall
w[E]aving good bye to the girl next door
r[D]olling ro[A]lling, t[D]oday I'm king of my s[A]treet
I've got my s[D]leeves rolled up and my a[A]rm hanging out
as I dr[E]ive off with Uncle P[A]ete
as I dr[E]ive off with Uncle P[A]ete
H[A]eading west on highway one my e[D]yes are glued to the road
the t[A]wo way allways in my hand, "little b[E]uddy" thats my code
W[A]e'd pull into Mick's for a pie and chips, not a b[D]russel sprout in s[A]ight
s[A]ome yarns to spin as we listen to Slim, then we d[E]rive into the n[A]ight
Chorus, instrumental D A D A D A E x2
R[D]olling, ro[A]lling,.. ro[D]lling around the wo[A]rld
t[D]en years old and t[A]en feet tall
s[E]howing off in front of the girl next door
r[D]olling ro[A]lling, t[D]oday I'm king of my s[A]treet
I've got my s[D]leeves rolled up and my a[A]rm hanging out
as I dr[E]ive off with Uncle P[A]ete
I've got my s[D]leeves rolled up and my a[A]rm hanging out
as I dr[E]ive off with Uncle P[A]ete
as I dr[E]ive off with Uncle P[A]ete
I[A]f I had one wish I'd wanna b[E]e
If I [F#m]had one wish I'd wanna [D]be
I[A]f I had one wish I'd wanna [E]be
Like my Uncle P[A]ete. [EA]
