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Six White Boomers |
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Click HERE if you can't hear the midi This song was written in Perth, Western Australia, in 1960. Rolf was working at a television station with an American named John D Brown and, thinking it was crazy to be singing Christmas songs about snow and ice when the temperature was around 100 degrees Fahrenheit, they wrote this song.
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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
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
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
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
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
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 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 Aus-tra-lian run
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
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
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