Why are we 6 white boomers? They are only 4 of us, right?

This is what Mike asked me a few weeks ago? He may have been worried I was thinking of cooking up another set of twins or going on an animal spree. I do love the boys, they are a treasure, and I sure miss my animals but...NOPE! We are only 4, and we are not old man roos either, it actually has little to do with us directly. 6 white boomers are special old man white kangaroos that help Santa deliver presents to the children here in OZ, too hot for reindeer is what Rolf says, I think. This song just strikes me as funny and sums up what I think about living here SAME SAME BUT DIFFERENT. That means things are pretty much the same, here just different. They celebrate Christmas yes, they have Santa yes, but, he gets around with the help of roos, so SAME SAME BUT DIFFERENT. My brother is the one who told me about the song and he is the funniest person I know so I thought naming the blog in inspiration of him would be a good thing.

Here are the Boomers...











Here is a great video: you may have to copy paste








http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hlSsffF2xhA
 
Here are the lyrics in case you want to incorporate it into your holiday caroling repertoire:

by Rolf Harris and John Brown, 1960

This song is a favourite of most Aussies, young and old alike. For those of you who don't know this song, white boomers are special kangaroos that Santa uses in Australia instead of a traditional reindeer team. Our boomers are stronger than reindeer so Santa only needs six of them to pull his sleigh. It's quite sight to see!

Wondering what the six boomers names are? Rolf tells the story about them on one side of a 45 record he did with this song on the other side. The boomers names are Jackaroo, Bluey, Two-up, Desert-head, Curly and Snow.

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.