PETER
He came up from round Katoomba way,
this bloke called Peter Wright
A hard young man with two good hands, and boy,
could this bloke fight
The cops they liked to hound him,
the girls fell at his feet
His cars he loved to race them,
and boy, was he hard to beat
His friends are spread so far and wide,
you cannot count them all
They’d never known a man so staunch,
to stand so proud and tall
A modern day Ned Kelly, is how Peter loves to live
But if his mates were down and out,
anything Pete had, he would give
A man who stood fast by his morals,
and always stood fast by his pride
He always stood fast by his family,
and took any problems in his stride
A man not known to shy away,
from things put in his path
Pete would just keep smashing through them,
and then sit back and laugh
Try to put Pete in a Holden,
and see how far you get
He is a man who loves his fords,
without one ounce of ill regret
We know how much he loves his kids,
for them, his heart tripled in size
Kelly, Pete & Shane,
you are the apples of his eyes
We don’t know how to say goodbye,
and we don’t think that we can
So we’ll just say catch you later
and we miss and love you man.
KEEP EM ON THEIR TOES BROTHER!
All our love, Annie, Neil, Josh, Jake & Meags