….”It IS who you think, but instead driven by……..”
The more observant of you would have noticed something strange about Santa’s reindeer in yesterday’s post about Christmas house lights.
For those of you who aren’t so observant, let me help you out.
Santa
As you can no doubt see, the reindeer appear to be in the shape of kangaroos. Why would this be?
I’ve got to tell you, Rolf Harris does a much better job of explaining this than I do. But before I hand over to Rolf, it struck me that you will probably want to sing along with him. In fact, you’ll probably want to gather the whole family round so you can all sing along with him.
So why not take a few moments to copy and paste the lyrics (below) into your favorite text editor and print off as many copies as you need so that everyone can join in.
After all, it is nearly Christmas!
Lyrics: 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’
Up beside 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 feeling quite okay,
While those old man kangaroos kept pulling 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 she is, that’s Mummy, 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 his 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.
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Rolf, he never lets you down, does he?
Related posts:
- Australia, Cork Hats and Flies All Around Your Face.
- A Visit to Santa in Australia
- And So This Is Christmas in Australia
- England Versus Australia at Christmas Traditions
- Christmas Eve Already?
