An Aussie Bush Christmas
Mauric Fields
Santa arrives in his horse drawn cart
Although it's real hot he's still playin' the part
Parks in the shade of a Coolabah tree
Rubs, Hoh-hoh-hoh, then slaps his knee
The kids gather 'round in their thongs and their shorts
Black, white and brindle, they come in all sorts
The presents come out and their beauty's no fear
Santa sits down and says give us a beer
An Aussie bush Christmas is a fabulous one
No sign of snow, just hot Aussie sun
But that doesn't matter 'cause this time of year
Christmas is Christmas, even out here
Come mutton and damper and chokin' wild duck
On soft paper plates off the back of the truck
The Coolgardie safe's just loaded with beer
Enough liquid amber to last 'til New Year
The pavlova's meltin', the dogs think its grouse
They've already had half of it under the house
Young Mick Maloney comes down the track
He works in the city but he always comes back
An Aussie bush Christmas is a fabulous one
No sign of snow, just hot Aussie sun
But that doesn't matter 'cause this time of year
Christmas is Christmas, even out here
We're ready to leave and the truck's loaded up
There's nothin' much left 'cept some used paper cups
Old Paddy Maloney's asleep by a log
When he wakes up, he'll be sick as a dog
The spirit of Christmas was with us today
No fir trees, no tinsel, just smiles and g'day
But Christmas is Christmas, whether big, whether small
And an Aussie bush Christmas is the best one of all
An Aussie bush Christmas is a fabulous one
No sign of snow, just hot Aussie sun
But that doesn't matter 'cause this time of year
Christmas is Christmas, even out here
An Aussie bush Christmas is a fabulous one
No sign of snow, just hot Aussie sun
But that doesn't matter 'cause this time of year
Christmas is Christmas, even out here
Merry Christmas
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Aussie Jingle Bells
Bucko & Champ
Dashing through the bush
In a rusty Holden Ute
Kicking up the dust
Esky in the boot
Kelpie by my side
Singing Christmas songs
Its summer time and I am in
My singlet, shorts and thongs
Oh, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells
Jingle all the way
Christmas in Australia
On a scorching summer's day
Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells
Christmas time is beaut
Oh what fun it is to ride
In a rusty Holden Ute
Engine's getting hot
Dodge the kangaroos
Swaggy climbs aboard
He is welcome too
All the family is there
Sitting by the pool
Christmas day, the Aussie way
By the barbecule!
Come the afternoon
Grandpa has a doze
The kids and Uncle Bruce
Are swimming in their clothes
The time comes round to go
We take a family snap
Then pack the car and all shoot through
Before the washing up
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C'mon it's an Aussie Christmas
Bucko and Champs
C'mon it's an Aussie Christmas
From Boy up Broke to
Streaky Maine
C'mon it's an Aussie Christmas
Roll on Aussie Christmas
day
C'mon it's an Aussie Christmas
Grab the rellies call your
mates
and have yourselves a
ripper
little Aussie Christmas Day
Score the meat from Ronnie
Kinsell's
A Ham from Poppy's delico
Get a bag of pre-cut
coleslaw
Hit the drive through
bottle Oh
Top the tank of barbie gas
up
A monster bag of salted
chips
get a box of daggy bon bons
A good French onion dip
C'mon it's an Aussie Christmas
From Boy up Broke to
Streaky Maine
C'mon it's an Aussie Christmas
Roll on Aussie Christmas
day
C'mon it's an Aussie Christmas
Grab the rellies call your
mates
and have yourselves a
ripper
little Aussie Christmas Day
Trim the lawn and do the edges
get the doggie an extra
bone
wack a tarp between the gum
trees
speakers on the patio
Bags of ice from Johnno's garage
scattered chairs around the yard
grab the neighbours crank
the hi fi
knuckle down and party hard
C'mon it's an Aussie Christmas
From Boy up Broke to
Streaky Maine
C'mon it's an Aussie Christmas
Roll on Aussie Christmas
day
C'mon it's an Aussie Christmas
Grab the rellies call your
mates
and have yourselves a
ripper
little Aussie Christmas Day
You've got to
have yourselves a ripper
little Aussie Christmas Day
Celebration
cross the nation
Aussie Christmas Day
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Christmas Day Australia Way
Angry Anderson
The winter wind is blowin' and
I'm far away from home
When Christmas time is comin' and I'm feeling all alone
I dream of Margaret River on a summer's day
It's so beautiful at Byron Bay
Sydney Harbour and Adelaide
And a warm winds blowin' on a Whitsunday way
On walk-a-bout out Broken Hill way
It's Christmas Day Australia way
It's Christmas Day Australia way
Tassie island and Alice Springs
Or the Sunshine coast where the kookaburra sings
Gone to Darwin on a red dusty road
And the dreamtime desert is callin' me home
When the Fremantle doctor blows Scarborough way
It's Christmas Day Australia way
It's Christmas Day Australia way
And the cold breeze beatin' on window pane
The sighting of the day it's snowing out and rain
When I'm blown across the Northern Sea
It ain't my heart I'd rather be back home to say
(It's Christmas Day)
From Indian Ocean to the Coral Sea
Torquay, Bell's Beach, ACT
A woman down at Ballarat & Uluru
The Murray River Oh Kakadu
Stormy Cape, Coober Pedy, Birdsville, Canberra sure are neat
From a mountain trail to Arnham Land
Run a while the way you can
I've been away a long time seems like only yesterday
We were dancin' at St Kilda singin' Santa's on his way
I should be spending the day at Port Philip Bay
I'm dreamin' of Margaret River on a summer's day
It's so beautiful at Byron Bay
Sydney Harbour and Adelaide
And a warm winds blowin' on a Whitsunday way
On walk-a-bout out Broken Hill way
It's Christmas Day
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Christmas In Australia
Brian Sutton
© 2009
Santa comes but once a year
With lots of cheer and lots of beer
Where families get together for a while
By 4 o’clock my Uncle John
is naked in the billabong
and Aunty Joan is sittin’ on Dad’s knee.
It’s Christmas in Australia
With beer and prawns and Coolabah
It’s Christmas in Australia again
The esky’s full and the barbie’s hot
And the family’s here they’re a rowdy lot
It’s Christmas in Australia again.
So this holidays I thank the lord
As I strum this little Aussie chord
For the best inventions ever known to man
It’s a stubbie cooler in my hand
And an esky in the golden sand....
It’s Christmas in Australia again.
CHORUS
Now we’re running out of Christmas cheer
Thank God we’re running out of beer
‘Cos uncle John is passed out on the floor
Well that’s Christmas here down under
There’s a sound of distant thunder...
It’s Christmas in Australia again again.
CHORUS
SOLO
CHORUS
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Christmas Lullaby
Mannheim Steamroller & Olivia Newton-Jones
Sleep tight little one
Christmas day is all over
Sleep tight my love
To this sweet lullaby
All the stars in the sky
Will keep watch over your heart
All the stars and I will keep watch over you
It's a night to believe
It's a night filled with wonder
It's a night filled with dreams
Christmas dreams you can make true
All the stars in the sky
Will keep watch over your heart
All the angels and I will keep watch over you
Sleep tight little one
Christmas day is all over
Your daddy and I will always love you
It's a night to believe
It's a night filled with wonder
It's a night filled with dreams
Christmas dreams you can make true
Sleep little one
Christmas day is all over
Your daddy and I will always love you
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Christmas Photo
John Williamson
Oh it's December in Australia
Time to remember all the family
Christmas tree, native pine
Lights and tinsel, all entwined
Put a fairy on the top
There's Gran and Pa and Joan* and Pop
Ham and turkey's organised
Won't the grandkids be surprised?
When Santa comes in big black boots
In the back of Jacko's Ute
It's December in Australia
Time to remember all the family
Gather around for a photo
Hang on Less, where did Dad* go?
I gotta get everyone in the picture
I don't know where he's gone
Oh look here he is, come on Dad, hurry up!
Say Cheese, Cheese
Oh nope, mum's missing now
That'd be right
Oh yum, yum pig's bum, Christmas pudding
All the ladies do the cooking
All the men are really slack
Slappin' each other on the back
How ya goin' Tangles, how was your year?
Might rain tomorrow, have a cold beer.
I hear young Greg* is playin' fullback,
Guess he gets it all from you Jack,
Blah, blah, blah, blah.
Anyone up for a game of cricket?
Yeah
Oh it's December in Australia
Time to remember all the family
Gather around for a photo
Hang on Soph*, where did Garth* go?
I've got to get everyone in the picture
Oh OK, hang on I'll just go find him.
Garth, hurry up!
Oh he's just here, Garthy quick, come here!
Oh no hang on, now Scotty's missing
Oh Less, it's too hard
Let's just go play cricket, Yeah
Oh me not out, oh yes you are Nick
It's your ball, Max don't bowl too quick
Oh Nick has run off with the bat
After him across the flat
C'mon Cub you've had a bowl
Give the ball to Christie*
Oh Tom Tit, Pee-Wee, Brookie, Side Kick
You're on my side, grab the bat quick
Now he's run off with the stump
Better give that Nick a bump
Oh I think I'll just go have another Rum
Oh it's December in Australia
Time to remember all the family
Gather around for a photo
Oh hang on Less, where's Amo?
I gotta get everyone in the picture
I don't know where she is
I think she's already started eating
Nah, nah, here she comes, come on Amo
Hurry up, hurry up
Say cheese, Cheese
Oh no hang on, where's Brandy? Oh Adam!
Oh see the goanna up the gum tree
He's gonna get a feed today free
When the campers leave the lake
Bits of chook and choccy cake
It's Christmas time for him as well
See his big long belly swell
Oh it's December in Australia
Time to remember all the family
Gather around for a photo
Hang on Dad, where's Thomo?
I gotta get everyone in the picture
Well where is he?
Well I don't know!
Oh nah, here he is, come on Graham
Hurry up, come on, OK
OK everyone say cheese, Cheese
And� got it!
Oh finally, woo hoo!
Oh it's December in Australia
* Names used are substituted
according to whose family it is!
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Christmas Waltz
John Williamson
I don't want a thing for
Christmas I already have your love
Just be here beside me in the summer surely that's more than enough
Come out on the porch hear them singing
I think I can hear Noel
Just feeling the spirit of Christmas on the night we remember well
There you were beneath the stars
My eyes could not believe
That was the night we feel in love
It was on Christmas Eve
Oh what a diamond memory
Oh what a crystal ball
You came to me like a valentine like the flickering candle light
So I don't want a thing for Christmas I already have your love
Just be here beside me in the summer surely that's more than enough
Come out on the porch hear them singing
I think I can hear Noel
Just feeling the spirit of Christmas on the night we remember well
Just feeling the spirit of Christmas on the night we remember well
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Cool Rockin' Santa
Bucko & Champ
It's a boogie woogie Christmas
get down and get Christmas Eve
Dosy doe & cut loops round the Christmas tree
You can tangle your tinsel well it really don't matter to me
I've got fa la la la goin' dinga donga
merrily on high
Dinga donga ding a ding a
donga
Goin' sha la la la cause I'm a
Shanga langa kind of guy
Dinga donga ding a ding a
donga
Well stand back honey am going make them
reindeer fly
Well I'm a red hot rocker with my Santa gear
on
You'll be rockin' in your
stockings honey all night long
I'm a
Cool Rockin' Santa (Cool Rockin'
Santa)
A Cool Rockin' Santa (Cool Rockin'
Santa)
Well I'm a Cool Rockin' Santa
and my
sleigh is rockin' your way
Come over baby let's twist
with the mistletoe
We're goin' shimmy
and shake honey we won't need no snow
This sleigh headin' down so get ready to go
I'm a red hot rocker with my Santa gear on
You'll be rockin' in your
stockings honey all night long
I'm a
Cool Rockin' Santa (Cool Rockin'
Santa)
I'm a Cool Rockin' Santa (Cool Rockin'
Santa)
Well I'm a Cool Rockin' Santa
and my
sleigh is rockin' your way
I'm a
Cool Rockin' Santa (Cool Rockin'
Santa)
A Cool Rockin' Santa (Cool Rockin'
Santa)
Well I'm a Cool Rockin' Santa
and my sleigh is heading your way
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Dinky Di Christmas
Barry Crocker
I want a dinky di Christmas
A down on the beach all cosy and
warm
Or floatin' down The Murray, in
no big hurry
Or out on Aunty Rozie's farm
Give me a dinky di Christmas
A southern cross up in the sky
May your esky never runs dry & may Christmas be dinky di
Here we go
Now if your winter is a bummer
you can change it into summer
in the southern hemisphere
and if you got something that's
ailin' ya
I recommend Australia, a lovely
time of year
For our rellies special Christmas
bring the children and the misses
and the sun shines every day
Well I hope that you're excited
cause you're formally invited
to come and share our holiday
Cause if you like a dinky
di
Christmas
Australia's the only place to go
surfing in warm water with
someone's daughter and
not freezin' in a snow
Give me a dinky di Christmas
nowhere else will satisfy
May your esky never runs dry &
may Christmas be dinky di
Wack
a prawn on the barbie
May your esky never runs dry & may Christmas be
....(Christmas be)
Give me a
dinky di Christmas
A southern cross up in the sky
May your esky never runs dry & may Christmas
be dinky di
I love you darlin'
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Happy Birthday Father Christmas
Rolf Harris
Knock, knock, knock, knock
I'm coming, I'm coming
What can I do for you my friends
When's your birthday Father
Christmas
Oh, we have to know for sure
Cause on your birthday Father
Christmas
we'll be waiting round your dooooor
We'll have a party on your birthday
Isn't that what friends are for
Happy birthday Father
Christmas
Happy ever ever ever ever more
Light the candles on your birthday
And we'll all be there to shout, watch out!
For your whiskers Father
Christmas
As you blow those candles out.
You got a present for your birthday
And we hope it rings a bell
Hah, Till your birthday
Its' a secret that will never ever, ever, ever, tell
What's the answer Father
Christmas
What do you want to know
When's your birthday
My birthday
Yeah
I haven't had a birthday since I can't remember when
Can't remember
Used to have them every year or was it every ten
(Can't remember) (well)
Does it really matter, shall we make today the day
Hey what do you say kids
Yeah
Yeah
Great to have you here my friends
And great to hear you say
Happy birthday ( a happy birthday)
Father
Christmas ( to Father
Christmas - that's me)
And we're all right here for sure
Cause Why?
'Cause it's your birthday
Right
Father Christmas
We just decided
And we're waiting round your door
We're having a party
We're having a party
On your birthday
On my birthday
Isn't that what friends are fo-or
Happy birthday Father
Christmas
Happy ever, ever, ever, ever more
Happy birthday Father
Christmas
Happy ever, ever, ever, ever
ever, ever, ever, ever
ever, ever, ever, ever more
Happy birthday
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Happy Christmas From the Outback
Smokey Dawson
When you're living in the outback and December
rolls around
You start getting sentimental about those
Christmases in town
How you used to spend your holidays with friends
and family
I can tell you blokes out here it just ain't like
it used to be.
We're betting Christmas Day the temperature'll top
forty in the shade
the bosses truck broke down in town and no one out
here's getting paid
And it looks like meat pie gonna be our tucker
Christmas day
cause a dingo took the roast beef and the rooster
flew away
So
Happy Christmas from the outback
Happy Christmas from out here
Though we have our limitation
We're still full of Christmas cheer
We just brush away the flies wipe the sand out of our eyes
Eat the same old fly-blown pies
And drink a bucket full of beer
You may think that I'm complaining but it isn't
what I mean
Cause I really love the outback though it
isn't very green
And I wouldn't dream of leaving here and moving far
away
There's no place that I'd rather be
Than here on Christmas Day
So
Happy Christmas from the outback
Merry Christmas from out here
Though we have our limitation
We're still full of Christmas cheer
We just brush away the flies wipe the sand out of our eyes
Eat the same old fly-blown pies
And drink a bucket full of beer
So
Happy Christmas from the outback
Happy Christmas from out here
Though we have our limitation
We're still full of Christmas cheer
We just brush away the flies wipe the sand out of our eyes
Eat the same old fly-blown pies
And drink a bucket full of beer
Happy Christmas from the outback
Happy Christmas from out here
Though we have our limitation
We're still full of Christmas cheer
We just brush away the flies wipe the sand out of our eyes
Eat the same old fly-blown pies
And drink a bucket full of beer
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Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas
The Seekers
Have yourself a merry little
Christmas,
Let your heart be light
From now on,
our troubles will be out of sight
Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Make the Yule-tide gay,
From now on,
our troubles will be miles away.
Here we are as in olden days,
Happy golden days of yore.
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more.
Through the years
We all will be together,
If the Fates allow
Hang a shining star upon the highest bough.
And have yourself A merry little Christmas now.
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He's The Aussie Santa
Bucko & Champs
He drives a ute with a big V8
He's the Aussie Santa
He's a everybody's mate
He's the Aussie Santa
He's the fat bloke in the
akubra
With the bloodies and the
dusty grin
And he rolls through town
this Christmas
and the bush folks all love
him
He's
the Aussie Santa
Hey hey hey
He's
the Aussie Santa
Ho Ho Ho
He's
the Aussie Santa
Look at him go
He's
the Aussie Santa
ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
ba ba ba ba
ba ba ba
He caught barra in the
Kimberley
He's
the Aussie Santa
He's been a ringer up at
VRD
He's
the Aussie Santa
He's driven road trains
right through the west
But he still loves his
Christmas gig the best
He's not so big on the Ho
Ho Ho
He says "On Ya Digger What
Ya Know"
He's
the Aussie Santa
Hey hey hey
He's
the Aussie Santa
Ho Ho Ho
He's
the Aussie Santa
Look at him go
He's
the Aussie Santa
ba ba ba ba ba
ba ba ba ba
ba ba ba ba ba......
He's got the ute chock full
of Christmas cheer
He
hits the outback every year
He's got a load of pressies
and it's his shout
He'll make sure the bush
kids don't miss out
He's
the Aussie Santa
Hey hey hey
He's
the Aussie Santa
Ho Ho Ho
He's
the Aussie Santa
Look at him go
He's
the Aussie Santa
ba ba ba ba ba
ba ba ba ba
ba ba ba ba ba......
He's
the Aussie Santa
ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
ba ba ba ba ba ba ba......
He's
the Aussie Santa
ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
ba ba ba ba ba ba ba......
He's
the Aussie Santa
ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
ba ba ba ba ba ba ba......
He's the Aussie Santa
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Jingle Bells
The Seekers
Dashing through the snow
In a one horse open sleigh
O'er the fields we go
Laughing all the way
Bells on bob tails ring
Making spirits bright
What fun it is to laugh and sing
A sleighing song tonight
Oh, jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride
In a one horse open sleigh
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride
In a one horse open sleigh
A day or two ago
I thought I'd take a ride
And soon Miss Fanny Bright
Was seated by my side
The horse was lean and lank
Misfortune seemed his lot
We got into a drifted bank
And then we got upset
Oh, jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride
In a one horse open sleigh
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride
In a one horse open sleigh yeah
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride
In a one horse open sleigh
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride
In a one horse open sleigh
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Little Saint Nick
Ol' 55
Oooooooo
Merry Christmas Saint Nick
Christmas comes this time each year
Oooooooo oooooooo
Well, way up North where the air gets cold
There's a tale about Christmas that you've all been told
And a real famous cat all dressed up in red
And he spends the whole year workin' out on his sled.
It's the little Saint Nick
Oo little Saint Nick
It's the little Saint Nick
Oo little Saint Nick
Just a little bobsled, we call it Old Saint Nick
But she'll walk a tobogan with a four speed stick
She's candy apple red with a ski for a wheel
And when Santa hits the gas, man, just watch her peel.
It's the little Saint Nick
Oo little Saint Nick
It's the little Saint Nick
Oo little Saint Nick
run run reindeer
run run reindeer
Woooooo
run run reindeer
run run reindeer
You don’t miss no-one!
He's hauling through the snow at a frightenin' speed,
With a half a dozen deer with a-Rudy to lead,
He's gotta wear his goggles 'cause the snow really flies
And he's cruisin' every pad with a little surprise.
It's the little Saint Nick
Oo little Saint Nick
It's the little Saint Nick
Oo little Saint Nick
Ooooooo
Merry Christmas Saint Nick
Christmas comes this time each year
Ooooooo
Merry Christmas Saint Nick
Christmas comes this time each year
Aaaaaaaa
Merry Christmas Saint Nick
Christmas comes this time each year
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Jingle Jangle ( Bells Mix )
The Bee Gees
Jingle
jangle , my love wears silvery
bangles
She likes to wander and that's
why I'm under
the spell of her jingle jangle
We used to cry on each others
shoulder
Now that I'm older , she wanders
ahead
Now that she's found love , I
still hear the sound of
silvery bangles , remain in my
head
Jingle jangle , my love wears
silvery bangles
She used to wander and that's
why I'm under
the spell of her jingle jangle
mmm..... (fade)
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Last Christmas
Human Nature/ Savage Garden
Last Christmas, I gave you my
heart
But the very next day, You gave
it away
This year, to save me from tears
I'll give it to someone special
Last Christmas, I gave you my
heart
But the very next day, You gave
it away
This year, to save me from tears
I'll give it to someone special
Once bitten and twice shy
I keep my distance but you still
catch my eye
Tell me baby do you recognise
me?
Well it's been a year, it
doesn't surprise me
(Happy Christmas!) I wrapped it
up and sent it
With a note saying "I Love You"
I meant it
Now I know what a fool I've been
But if you kissed me now I know
you'd fool me again
Chorus
(Oooh. Oooh Baby)
A crowded room, friends with
tired eyes
I'm hiding from you and your
soul of ice
My God I thought you were
someone to rely on
Me? I guess I was a shoulder to
cry on
A face on a lover with a fire in
his heart
A man undercover but you tore me
apart
Oooh Oooh
Now I've found a real love
you'll never fool me again
Chorus
A face on a lover with a fire in
his heart
(Gave you my heart)
A man undercover but you tore me
apart
Next year
I'll give it to someone, I'll
give it to someone special
special
someone
someone
I'll give it to someone, I'll
give it to someone special
who'll give me something in
return
I'll give it to someone
hold my heart and watch it burn
I'll give it to someone, I'll
give it to someone special
I've got you here to stay
I can love you for a day
I thought you were someone
special
gave you my heart
I'll give it to someone, I'll
give it to someone
last Christmas I gave you my
heart
you gave it away
I'll give it to someone, I'll
give it to someone
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I Want A Rockin' Christmas
OL' 55
The Christmas tree is standing and the tinsel's hanging down
But I'm not celebrating till you get back in town.
Parties are raging oh so late in the night
So what am I doing here alone on Christmas night
Why did we have to part we were so close at heart
When will December change her mind
I want a rockin' Christmas with my lonely lady so far far away
Just one rockin' Christmas with my pretty baby
she's a warm memory, memory
Listen to me Santa won't you bring my lover to me
Wrapped up in ribbons and dropped down my chimney
I know I'm much too old
for reindeer bells and gold
But tonight answer[?] in the sky
I want a rockin' Christmas with my lonely lady
She's so far far away
Just one rockin' Christmas with my pretty baby
She's a warm memory, memory
[Silent night Holy
Silent night Holy hark the angels sings
Holy Christmas
Hallelujah sleep in heavenly
Merry Christmas night]
Merry merry Christmas
Merry merry Christmas
Merry merry Christmas
Merry merry Christmas
Merry merry Christmas to you
I want a rockin' Christmas with my lonely lady
She's so far far away
[Merry merry Christmas
Merry merry Christmas ]
Just one rockin' Christmas with my pretty baby
She's a warm memory, memory
I want a rockin' Christmas with my lonely lady
She's so far far away
Just one rockin' Christmas with my pretty baby
She's a warm memory, memory
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Deck
The Shed
Deck the shed with
bits of wattle
fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Whack some gum leaves in a bottle
fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
All the shops are open Sundays
fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Buy your dad some socks and undies
fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Deck the shed with bits of gum tree
fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Hang some decos off the plum tree
fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Plant some kisses on the missus
fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Have a ripper Aussie Christmas
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Say g'day to friends and rellies
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Wave them off with bulging bellies
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Kids and babies, youngies oldies,
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May your fridge be full of coldies
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Chop the wood and stoke the barbie
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Ring the folks in Abu Dhabi
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Pop the stuffing in the turkey
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Little Mary's feeling 'urkey'
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Rally, rally round the table
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Fill your belly while you're able
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Joyce and Joanie, Dave and Darryl
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Sing an Aussie Christmas carol
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The Carol of The Birds
John Wheeler
Out on the plains the brolgas
are dancing
Lifting their feet like
warhorses prancing
Up to the sun the woodlarks go
winging
Faint in the dawn light echoes
their singing
Orana! Orana! Orana to Christmas
Day
Down where the tree ferns grow
by the river
There where the waters sparkle
and quiver
Deep in the gullies bell-birds
are chiming
Softly and sweetly their lyric
notes rhyming
Orana! Orana! Orana to Christmas
Day.
Friar birds sip the nectar of
flowers
Currawongs chant in wattle tree
bowers
In the blue ranges lorikeets
calling
Carols of bush birds are rising and
falling
Orana! Orana! Orana to Christmas
Day
Down where the tree ferns grow
by the river
There where the waters sparkle
and quiver
Deep in the gullies bell-birds
are chiming
Softly and sweetly their lyric
notes rhyming
Orana! Orana! Orana to Christmas
Day.
Orana! Orana! Orana to Christmas
Day.
Friar birds sip the nectar of
flowers
Currawongs chant in wattle tree
bowers
In the blue ranges lorikeets
calling
Carols of bush birds are rising and
falling
Out on the plains the brolgas
are dancing
Lifting their feet like
warhorses prancing
Up to the sun the woodlarks go
winging
Faint in the dawn light echoes
their singing
Orana! Orana! Orana to Christmas
Day
Orana! Orana! Orana to Christmas
Day.
Orana! Orana! Orana to Christmas
Day.
Brolga: A
red-headed grey crane of NE
Australia, noted for its
graceful courtship dances.
Currawong: A large
black bird of Eastern
Australia, with an
attractive call including
the sounds "curra-wong".
Friar Bird: A
large brown honeyeater, of
Eastern Australia, with the
head bare of feathers, to
allow access deep into
flowers.
Lorikeet: Any of a
number of small, brightly
coloured parrots found in
different parts of Australia.
Orana: Aboriginal
word for dawn or welcome or
hail!. |
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Christmas where the gum trees
grow
Christmas
where the gum trees grow
There is no frost and there is
no snow
Christmas in Australia's hot
Cold and frosty is what its not
When the bloom of the Jacaranda
tree is here
Christmas time is near
From England came our Christmas
fare
They even said what Santa should
wear
But here down under for summers
cool
Santa should dip in a swimming
pool
Christmas where the gum trees
grow
There is no frost and there is
no snow
Christmas in Australia's hot
Cold and frosty is what its not
When the bloom of the Jacaranda
tree is here
Christmas time is near
Santa rides in a sleigh on snow
But down here where the gum
trees grow
Santa should wear some water
ski's
And glide around Australia with
ease
Christmas where the gum trees
grow
There is no frost and there is
no snow
Christmas in Australia's hot
Cold and frosty is what its not
When the bloom of the Jacaranda
tree is here
Christmas time is near
To ride around the bush where
its dry
To cart all the presents piled
so high
A red nosed reindeer would never
do
Santa should jump on a kangaroo
Christmas where the gum trees
grow
There is no frost and there is
no snow
Christmas in Australia's hot
Cold and frosty is what its not
When the bloom of the Jacaranda
tree is here
Christmas time is near
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Christmas in the Alice
Christmas
in the Alice is like no other
place I know
Santa doesn't like it much
'cause there isn't any snow
His reindeer get all grumpy as
the waterholes go dry
For when it's stinkin' hot down
here its bloody hard to fly
Dressed up like a polar bear
isn't very wise
His nose gets even redder and
the sweat runs in his eyes
Once he nearly missed us and his
nose began to freak
By the time he turned the whole
thing 'round, he'd got to
Tennant Creek
He always seems to make it and
he's full of Christmas cheer
For when he's finally landed
he's guaranteed a beer
He leaves behind his presents
with a cheery ho ho smile
Then they pour him back upon his
sled and off he roars in style
Now someone once asked him if
he'd ever lived in fear
Of ever being caught one day
drunk in charge of deer
He gave a little chuckle with a
twinkle in his eye
You may have cops with bags down
here but none of them can fly
And then there was this rumour,
or so I've heard it said
He once used six white boomers
to pull along his sled
He thought it was a good idea
while travelling in the bush
But they hopped of in the scrub
one day and left him there to
push
So if you should spend Christmas
out in Alice Springs
Be very well prepared mate for
some bloody funny things
Big fat men in polar suits
screaming across the sky
And sweaty grumpy reindeers
complaining as they fly
Through all the dust the flies
the heat and every thing it
brings
Carrying all the pressies out
back to Alice Springs
I told to you this story 'cause
I thought you all should know
Santa doesn't like it much
'cause there isn't any snow
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