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

Now up beside the bag of toys little Joey hopped
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

Now 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, it's 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 my 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 heading 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 Australian run

Six white boomers, snow white boomers
Racing Santa Claus through the blazing sun
Six white boomers, snow white boomers
On his Australian run

Bye bye, Santa, see ya next year