Six White Boomers (Harris Rolf)

Early on one Christmas Day, a Joey Kanga-roo Was far from home and lost in a great big zoo Mummy, where's my mummy, they've taken her a-way We'll help you find your mummy son, hop on the sleigh Up beside the bag of toys, little Joey hopped But they had'nt gone far when Santa stopped Un-harnessed all the reindeer and Joey wondered why Then he heard a far off booming in the sky 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 Aus-tra-lian 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 OK While those old man kangaroos kept pulling on the sleigh Joey said to Santa, Santa, what about the toys Aren't you giving some to these girls and boys They've all got their presents son, we were here last night This trip is an extra trip, Joey's special flight Soon the sleigh was flashing past, right over Marble Bar Slow down there, cried Santa, it can't be far Come up on my lap here son, and have a look around There she is, that's mummy, bounding up and down Well that's the bestest Christmas treat that Joey ever had Curled up in mother's pouch all snug and glad The last they saw was Santa headed northward from the sun The only year the boomers worked a double run