Six White Boomers Songtext
von Rolf Harris
Six White Boomers Songtext
In Australia, Christmas comes in the middle of a very hot summer
So when Santa Claus delivers his presents
He′s not taken 'round by reindeer because
They can′t stand the terrible heat
He's taken 'round by six big, white, old man kangaroos
Called the Six White Boomers
Early on, one Christmas day
A joey kangaroo
Was far from home and lost
In a great, big zoo
Mummy, where′s my mummy?
They′ve taken her away
We'll help you find your mummy, son
Hop up on the sleigh
So up inside the bag of toys, little joey hopped
But they hadn′t gone far when Santa stopped
Unharnessed all the reindeer and joey wondered why
Then he heard a far off booming in the sky
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Six white boomers
Snow white boomers
Racing Santa Claus through the blazing sun
Six white boomers
Snow white boomers
On his Australian run
Pretty soon, old Santa began to feel the heat
Took his fur-lined boots off to cool his feet
Into one, popped joey, feelin' quite okay
While those old man kangaroos kept pullin′ on the sleigh, hey!
Then joey said to santa, "Santa, what about the toys?
Aren't you giving some to these girls and boys?"
"Well, they′ve all had their presents, sonny, we were here last night
This trip is an extra trip, Joey's special flight"
Six white boomers
Snow white boomers
Racing Santa Claus through the blazing sun
Six white boomers
Snow white boomers
On his Australian run
Soon the sleigh was flashing past, right over Marble Bar
"Slow down there," cried santa, "It can't be far"
Hop up on my lap here, son, and have a look around"
"There, there she is! That′s mommy! bounding up and down!"
Six white boomers
Snow white boomers
Racing Santa Claus through the blazing sun
Six white boomers
Snow white boomers
On his Australian run
Well, that′s the bestest Christmas treat that joey ever had
Curled up in mother's pouch feeling snug and glad
The last they saw was Santa heading northwards from the sun
The only year the boomers worked a double run
Six white boomers
Snow white boomers
Racing Santa Claus through the blazing sun
Six white boomers
Snow white boomers
On his Australian run
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
So when Santa Claus delivers his presents
He′s not taken 'round by reindeer because
They can′t stand the terrible heat
He's taken 'round by six big, white, old man kangaroos
Called the Six White Boomers
Early on, one Christmas day
A joey kangaroo
Was far from home and lost
In a great, big zoo
Mummy, where′s my mummy?
They′ve taken her away
We'll help you find your mummy, son
Hop up on the sleigh
So up inside the bag of toys, little joey hopped
But they hadn′t gone far when Santa stopped
Unharnessed all the reindeer and joey wondered why
Then he heard a far off booming in the sky
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Six white boomers
Snow white boomers
Racing Santa Claus through the blazing sun
Six white boomers
Snow white boomers
On his Australian run
Pretty soon, old Santa began to feel the heat
Took his fur-lined boots off to cool his feet
Into one, popped joey, feelin' quite okay
While those old man kangaroos kept pullin′ on the sleigh, hey!
Then joey said to santa, "Santa, what about the toys?
Aren't you giving some to these girls and boys?"
"Well, they′ve all had their presents, sonny, we were here last night
This trip is an extra trip, Joey's special flight"
Six white boomers
Snow white boomers
Racing Santa Claus through the blazing sun
Six white boomers
Snow white boomers
On his Australian run
Soon the sleigh was flashing past, right over Marble Bar
"Slow down there," cried santa, "It can't be far"
Hop up on my lap here, son, and have a look around"
"There, there she is! That′s mommy! bounding up and down!"
Six white boomers
Snow white boomers
Racing Santa Claus through the blazing sun
Six white boomers
Snow white boomers
On his Australian run
Well, that′s the bestest Christmas treat that joey ever had
Curled up in mother's pouch feeling snug and glad
The last they saw was Santa heading northwards from the sun
The only year the boomers worked a double run
Six white boomers
Snow white boomers
Racing Santa Claus through the blazing sun
Six white boomers
Snow white boomers
On his Australian run
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Writer(s): John Brown, Rolf Harris Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com