In Australia, Christmas comes in the middle of a very hot summer, so when Santa Claus delivers his presents he is not taking around by reindeers because they cannot stand in the terrible heat, he is taking around by six big white old male kangaroos, called the 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.
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…
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 iving 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.
Transcripteur : Trocol Harum |
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Rolf Harris est un chanteur auteur-compositeur, réalisateur, peintre et animateur australien né le 30 mars 1930 à Bassendean (Perth) en Australie. Il a émigré en Angleterre an 1952 et a commencé à travailler pour la BBC.
Au cours de sa carrière, il a aussi été choisi pour peindre le portrait de la Reine Élisabeth II pour marquer son quatre-vingtième anniversaire et la Monnaie royale d'Australie lui a demandé de concevoir une pièce de un dollar, commémorative en argent, représentant un kangourou.
Il est aussi l'interprète de Two little boys et de "Tie me kangaroo down, sport".
Sa carrière prendra fin en 2014, lorsqu'il sera condamné à 5 ans d'emprisonnement pour agressions sexuelles sur mineurs et incarcéré.
"OK Boomers"
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