Six White Boomers chords and lyrics - ROLF HARRIS

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[Intro 1]
[G]

[Verse 1]
Early on one Christmas
Day [C]a joey [G]kangaroo,
Was far from home and lost
in a great [A]big [D]zoo.
[G]'Mummy, where's my mummy? They've
[C]taken [G]her away.'
We'll help you find your mummy, son.
Hop up on [C]the [G]sleigh.'
Up beside the bag of toys
[C]little joey [G]hopped,
But they hadn't gone far when
Santa [D]stopped.
Unhar[G]nessed all the reindeer
and [C]Joey wondered [G]why,
Then he heard a [Bm]far [G]off
[D]booming in the [G]sky.
[D]

[Verse 2]
[G]Six white boomers,
[C]snow white [G]boomers,
Racing Santa Claus
through the blaz[D]ing sun.
[G]Six white boomers,
snow [C]white boomer[G]s,
On his Australi[D]an run[G].

[Verse 3]
Pretty soon old Santa [C]began
to feel the [G]heat,
Took his fur lined boots off to cool his [D]feet,
[G]Into one popped Joey, [C]feeling quite [G]okay,
While those old man Kangaroos
kept pulling on the [D]sleigh.
[G]Six white

[Verse 4]
boomers,
snow [C]white [G]boomers,
Racing Santa Claus
through the [A]blazing [D]sun.
[G]Six white boomers,
[C]snow white [G]boomers,
On his Australi[D]an run[G].

[Verse 5]
[G]Joey said to Santa, 'Santa,
[C]what about [G]the toys?
Aren't you iving some to these
[A]girls [D]and boys?'
'They've [G]got all their presents,
son, [C]we were here last [G]night,
this trip is an extra trip,
[A]Joey's [G]special [D]fli[G]ght.'

[Verse 6]
Six white [C]boomers,
snow white boomer[G]s,
Racing Santa Claus
through the [A]blazing [D]sun.
[G]Six white boomers,
snow [C]white boomer[G]s,
On his Australi[D]an [G]run.

[Verse 7]
Soon the sleigh was [G]flashing past
[C]right over Marble [G]Bar,
'Slow down there,' cried [A]Santa,
'it can't be [D]far,
[G]Come up on my lap here, son,
[C]an d have a [G]look around.'
'There she is, that's mummy,
[A]bounding up and [G]down.'[D]

[Verse 8]
[G]Six white boomers,
[C]snow white boomer[G]s,
Racing Santa Claus
through the [A]blazing [D]sun.
[G]Six white boomers,
[C]snow white [G]boomers,
On his Australi[D]an run[G].

[Verse 9]
Well that's the bestest Christmas [C]treat that
Joey ever [G]had,
Curled up in mother's pouch
feeling [A]snug and glad.
[D]The las[G]t they saw was Santa heading
[C]northwards from the [G]sun,
The only year the boomers
[A]worked a double run[G].[D]
[G]Six white

[Verse 10]
boomers,
[C]snow white [G]boomers,
Racing Santa Claus through
the [A]blazing [D]sun.
[G]Six white boomers, [C]snow white [G]boomers,
On his [D]Australian [G]run.

[Outro 1]
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