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? Where is she? She's gone away"

"Oh well ah, I know where you'll find your mommy, son, hop on my new sleigh"

Up beside a 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 and curled up right away

While those old man kangaroos kept pulling on the sleigh

Six white boomers, snow-white boomer

Racing Santa Claus through the blazing sun

Six white boomers, snow-white boomers

On his Australian run

Then Joey said to Santa, "What about the toys?

Ain't you gonna give some to these poor ol' sufferin' girls and boys?"

"They've had all of their presents, sonny, we were here last night

This is an extra trip, it's Joey's special flight, yeah" (Yeah, terrific)

Six white boomers, snow-white boomers

Racing Santa Claus through the blazing sun

Six white boomers, snow-white boomers

On his Australian run (Colin, you alright?) (Yeah)

Well, soon his sleigh was flashing past right over Marble Bar

"Slow down there," he cried, "Ooh, It can't be very far, ooh

Hop up on my lap here and have a look around, there"

"There she is, there's mommy over there lying down"

Six white boomers, snow-white boomers

Racing Santa Claus through the blazing sun

Six white boomers, snow-white boomers

On his Australian run (Oh, sixth verse)

Well, that's the bestest Christmas treat that Joey ever had

Curled up in mother's pouch feeling snug and glad

The last he saw was Santa heading towards the sun

The only year the boomers worked a double run, because

Six white boomers, snow-white boomers

Racing Santa Claus through the blazing sun

Six white boomers, snow-white boomers

On his Australian run

Ah, oh, come over here, Bonza

Come Nobby, come Bazza

Come Tommo, come Slim

Come Stretch, come Blue

Come Spud, come Stinker

Come Dopey, come Thinker

Come Danelle

Danelle?

What a funny name for a reindeer

He's not a reindeer, he's a boomer

Oh, yeah, that's a funny name for a kangaroo