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Six White Boomers

(Rolf Harris 1961)

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.

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.

Six white boomers, snow white boomers,

Racing Santa Claus through the blazing sun.

Six white boomers, snow white boomers,

On his Australian run.

Joey said to Santa, 'Santa, what about the toys?

Aren't you giving some to these girls and boys?'

'They've got all 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 Australian 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 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 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.

Tie Me Kangaroo Down, Sport

(Rolf Harris 1963)

Spoken Introduction:

There's an old Australian stockman, lying, dying. He gets himself up on one elbow, turns to his mates, who are gathered round, and he says:

Watch me wallaby's feed, mate, watch me wallaby's feed.

They're a dangerous breed, mate, so watch me wallaby's feed.

All together now!

Tie me kangaroo down, sport,

Tie me kangaroo down.

Tie me kangaroo down, sport,

Tie me kangaroo down.

Keep me cockatoo cool, Curl,

Keep me cockatoo cool.

Don't go acting the fool, Curl,

Keep me cockatoo cool.

All together now!

Tie me kangaroo down, sport,

Tie me kangaroo down.

Tie me kangaroo down, sport,

Tie me kangaroo down.

Take me koala back, Jack,

Take me koala back.

He lives somewhere out on the track, Mac,

So take me koala back.

All together now!

Tie me kangaroo down, sport,

Tie me kangaroo down.

Tie me kangaroo down, sport,

Tie me kangaroo down.

Mind me platypus duck, Bill,

Mind me platypus duck.

Don't let him go running amuck, Bill,

Mind me platypus duck.

All together now!

Tie me kangaroo down, sport,

Tie me kangaroo down.

Tie me kangaroo down, sport,

Tie me kangaroo down.

Play your didgeridoo, Blue,

Play your didgeridoo.

Keep playing 'til I shoot through, Blue,

Play your didgeridoo.

All together now!

Tie me kangaroo down, sport,

Tie me kangaroo down.

Tie me kangaroo down, sport,

Tie me kangaroo down.

Tan me hide when I'm dead, Fred,

Tan me hide when I'm dead.

So we tanned his hide when he died, Clyde,

(spoken)And that's it hanging on the shed.

All together now!

Tie me kangaroo down, sport,

Tie me kangaroo down.

Tie me kangaroo down, sport,

Tie me kangaroo down.

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