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Six White Boomers - Rolf Harris

Written by：Rolf Harris

In Australia Christmas comes in the middle of a very hot summer

So when Santa claus delivers his presents

He's not taken around by reindeer because

They can't stand the terrible heat

He's taken around 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

Mommy where's my mommy

They've taken her up away

We'll help you find your mommy 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

Six white boomers

Snow white boomers

Racing Santa claus through the blazing sun

Six white boomers

Snow white boomers

On his Australian run

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