Aussie Christmas

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Memories Of Christmas

Toni Lamond & Peggy Mortimer


It may seem like you've heard these words a thousand times before

But listen to the voice inside you whisper them once more

So many people round the world spend Christmas all alone

So let's give thanks to our southern land

where Christmas warms our home

 

The memories of Christmas  are always on my mind

The memories of Christmas are a very special kind

The children would gather once we were so few

 but now there's so many that it's hard to tell who's who

Yet through all the years the feelings stay the same

you never lose what's deep inside

Family love is something you can't buy

So hold it close and every year

though faces changes or disappear

The love you felt is always near at Christmas

 

 

And yet through all the years the feelings stay the same

you never lose what's deep inside

Family love is a love that you can't buy

So hold it close and every year it won't change or disappear

deep inside they're always here

memories they reappear

the ones you love are always near at Christmas

at Christmas

So have a happy Christmas day


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Merry Merry Xmas

Lee Kernaghan


Merry merry Christmas, Christmas time is here
Merry merry Christmas and a Happy New Year

You worked all year from dawn to dusk
To keep the family fed
Youíve earned a break, címon mate
Leave the tractor in the shed

Merry merry Christmas, Christmas time is here
Merry merry Christmas and a Happy New Year

Hey you boys out in Timber Creek
And all across the top
Fire up the utes and shine your boots
Letís party Ďtil we drop

Merry merry Christmas, Christmas time is here
Merry merry Christmas and a Happy New Year

Through the wind and rain and heat and dust
Youíve more than paid your dues
Itís Christmas time youíve earned the right
To knock back one or two

Merry merry Christmas, Christmas time is here
Merry merry Christmas and a Happy New Year

Decorate the mantle piece
Santaís on his way
Put lights around the Christmas tree
Itís time to celebrate

Merry merry Christmas, Christmas time is here
Merry merry Christmas and a Happy New Year

So merry Christmas everyone
From everyone of us
To every corner of this land
We send this Christmas wish

Merry merry Christmas, Christmas time is here
Merry merry Christmas and a Happy New Year





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Noel Time

The Idea of North

 

Now once again itís Noel time
And evíry steeple rings
The sun is like the great gold star
That led the Eastern Kings
O come with me where hills are brown
And Christmas bush grows wild
So we can make a Christmas crown
To grace a king child
Do cha do ah Do cha do ah
O let us seek in Noel time
Through sunshine and through shade
Until we find the Christmas bush
His kingly hands have made
The fires are burning on the hills
The smoke is coming down
But Christmas bush is blooming still
To make a kingly crown
Now once again itís Noel time
And evíry steeple rings
The sun is like the great gold star
That led the Eastern Kings
O come with me where hills are brown
And Christmas bush grows wild
So we can make a Christmas crown
To grace a king child
So we can make a Christmas crown
To grace a king child
Do cha do ah Do cha do ah



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Santa Claus Is Coming To Town

Rebecca Barnard And Russell Smith

You better watch out
You better not cry
Better not pout
I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town

He's making a list,
And checking it twice;
Gonna find out
Who's naughty and nice.
Santa Claus is coming to town

He sees you when you're sleeping
He knows when you're awake
He knows if you've been bad or good
So be good for goodness sake

Oh! You better watch out!
You better not cry.
Better not pout,
I'm telling you why.
Santa Claus is coming to town.
Santa Claus is coming to town.







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Santa Claus Is Headin' South

Billy Fields

Santa Claus is heading south tonight

We left The North Pole far behind us

Got the moon and stars to guide us

Santa Claus is heading south tonight

 

We'll reach you all before the morning light

I hope everybody's heard the news

in the land of the wallas and kangaroos

Santa Claus is heading south tonight

 

Come on baby pull that sleigh

with a ho ho ho and a hey hey hey

Come more in ya don't delay

we're heading down Australia way

 

Santa Claus is heading south tonight

The moon is bright it's the season

Christmas time that's the reason

Santa Claus is heading south tonight

 

 

We got to listen

come on listen heading south now

 

All those Aussie girls and boys

counting on us for their Christmas toys

We know the way we can't get lost

just turn right at the Southern Cross

 

Santa Claus is heading south tonight

So put a little star on your Christmas tree

& throw another shrimp on the barbie for me

cause Santa Claus

Old man Santa Claus

Santa's heading south

 

I mean way down south





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Santa Looked a Lot Like Daddy

Slim Dusty

 

Santa looked like daddy,
Or daddy looked like him.
It's not the way I had him pictured,
Santa was a' much too thin.
He didn't come down the chimney,
So momma must have let him in.
Santa looked a lot like daddy
Or daddy looked a lot like him.

Well, they thought I was fast a' sleepin',
They thought that I was tucked in bed.
They never thought I'd come a' peepin',
Or that I'd hear what was said.
Santa put his arm around momma,
And momma put her arm around him.
So if Santa Claus ain't daddy,
Then I'm a gonna tell on them.

Santa looked like daddy,
Or daddy looked like him.
It's not the way I had him pictured,
Santa was a' much too thin.
He didn't come down the chimney,
So momma must have let him in.
Santa looked a lot like daddy
Or daddy looked a lot like him.

I never saw Dancer or Vixen,
I never heard the sleigh bells ring.
An' I never saw the Red Nosed reindeer,
Like they show on the TV screen.
But he sure brought a lot of presents,
So Santa Claus, he must have been.
or but he looked a lot like daddy
Or daddy looked a lot like him.

Santa looked like daddy,
Or daddy looked like him.
It's not the way I had him pictured,
Santa was a' much too thin.
He didn't come down the chimney,
So momma must have let him in.
Santa looked a lot like daddy
Or daddy looked a lot like him.


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Santa Never Made It Into Darwin

Bill & Boyd

On Christmas Eve of seventy-four
The warning sounded out
For all the broadcast stations
A great storm was near about

The girls and boys asleep in bed
Tomorrow was the day
Their mums and dads all prayed
The mighty storm would turn away

Santa never made it into Darwin
Disaster struck at dawn on Christmas Day
Santa never made it into Darwin
A big wind came and blew the town away

Christmas morning was a nightmare
As Cyclone Tracy struck
It ripped apart the buildings
Like an atom bomb had struck

It twisted iron girders
And it flattened all the trees
The might of such a cyclone
Must be seen to be believed

Santa never made it into Darwin
Disaster struck at dawn on Christmas Day
Santa never made it into Darwin
A big wind came and blew the town away

Many boats put out to sea
Very few returned
Most were foundered on the rocks
Or in deep seas overturned

Australia was shocked and saddened
As the news came through
The devastated city
Must be built anew

That suffering and heartbreak
Could happen in this way
A natural disaster
Could come on on Christmas Day

Santa never made it into Darwin
Disaster struck at dawn on Christmas Day
Santa never made it into Darwin
A big wind came and blew the town away

Santa never made it into Darwin
Disaster struck at dawn on Christmas Day
Santa never made it into Darwin
A big wind came and blew the town away
A big wind came and blew the town away


 

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Santa's Gonna Come In A Mail Coach

Slim Dusty

Now I've been sorta worried about Santa Claus this year
Because we live  in the outback and it doesn't snow out here
Well I'm a tellin' you not to worry cause I just got the word
If everybody listens closely and I'll tell you what I heard

Chorus:
Santa's gonna come in a mailcoach stead of his trusty sleigh
He'll have horses instead of reindeer to carry him on his way
The weatherman had his problems It doesn't snow out here

Santa's gonna come in a mailcoach when he visits you and me

Santa can't bring his reindeer he's gonna leave them far away
But don't you worry about him

He gonna be here Christmas Day
He's gotta big red mailcoach with jingle bells and all
And there's gonna be merry Christmas

and merry Christmas for all

Chorus

Santa's gonna come in a mailcoach when he visits you and me

Santa's gonna come in a mailcoach when he visits you and me






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Silent Night

The Bee Gees
 

Silent night holy night
All is calm all is bright
Round yon virgin mother and child
Holy infant so tender and mild
Sleep in heavenly peace
Sleep in heavenly peace

Silent night holy night
Shepherds wake at the sight
Glory streams from heaven afar
Heavenly hosts sing Hallelujah
Christ the saviour is born
Christ the saviour is born

Silent night holy night
All is calm all is bright
Round yon virgin mother and child
Holy infant so tender and mild
Sleep in heavenly peace

Sleep in heavenly peace





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Six White Boomers

Rolf Harris

In Australia, Christmas comes in the middle of a very hot summer
so when Santa Claus delivers his presents
he's not taken around by reindeer because
they can't stand the terrible heat

he's taken around by six big, white, old man 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

mommy....where's my mommy?
they've taken her away

we'll help you find your mommy, son
hop up on the sleigh

so up inside 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

(boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

[chorus]
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
feelin' quite okay
while those old man kangaroos kept pullin' on the sleigh
hey!

[chorus]

then joey said to Santa, "Santa, what about the toys?
aren't you giving some to these girls and boys?"

"well, they've all had their presents, sonny
we were here last night
this trip is an extra trip
Joey's special flight

[chorus]

soon the sleigh was flashing past
right over marble bah
"slow down there!" cried Santa
"it can't be far
hop up on my lap here, son
and have a look around"
"there, there she is!
that's mommy! bounding up and down!"

[chorus]

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

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The Spirit Of Christmas

Scott Garrison & Ursula Yovich

 

It's the spirit of Christmas that brings us together

It don't matter whether you're young or old

 

Feel the love that it gives us yeah feel the love

every brother and sister

Cause the spirit of Christmas is all around the world

 

Now that we're all together here

I'd like to say it loud and clear

This is a time to realise that we're all brothers

And at this special time of year

There's always magic in the air

When we forget about ourselves and think of others

 

It's the spirit of Christmas that brings us together

It don't matter whether you're young or old

Whether  summer or winter it really don't matter

Cause the spirit of Christmas [Yeah the spirit] is all around the world

 

We're here today with those we love

We should thank the Lord above

That we can celebrate this day free and united

Yes it's time to make amends

That everyone on earth are friends

So come along and join our party you're all invited

 

It's the spirit of Christmas that brings us together

It don't matter whether you're young or old

Come and join us in singing feel the joy that we're bringing

With the Spirit of Christmas all around the world

 

It's the spirit of Christmas that brings us together

It don't matter whether you're young or old

feel the love that it gives us

Whether  summer or winter it really don't matter

every brother and sister

Cause the spirit of Christmas is all around the world

It's the spirit of Christmas that brings us together

It don't matter whether you're young or old

feel the love that it gives us

 



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The First Australian Christmas

Dale Burridge

The First Australian Christmas

Celebrated long ago

Is a day to be remembered through the year

For they travelled safely round the world

from their homes so far away

To this golden land where winter disappeared

 

They thanked the Lord and blessed his name

On this his holy day

May the spirit of his love protect this place

May future generations celebrate in the same way

And remember that we are all here by his grace

 

May the first Australia Christmas at the dawn of this new day

Be  a symbol for the Christmases to be

May the summer sun still warm our hearts

We bow our heads and pray as we celebrate this day here by the sea

 

We thank the Lord and bless his name

On this his holy day

May the spirit of his love protect this place

May future generations celebrate in the same way

And remember that we're all here by his grace

 

May the first Australia Christmas at the dawn of this new day

Be  a symbol for the Christmases to be

May the summer sun still warm our hearts

We bow our heads and pray as we celebrate this day here by the sea

 

 


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The Golden Kangaroo

John Williamson

When the pioneers arrived in Australia long ago

Father Christmas had a problem so they say

Cause his reindeer couldn't go where there wasn't any snow

And the outback was no place to drive a sleigh

So the children living here couldn't  get their Christmas cheer

Till someone from the bush could show the way

And a golden kangaroo volunteered to get them through

So the kids could get their toys on Christmas Day

 

Oh the golden kangaroo knew exactly what to do

And he said to Santa come  I'll show the way

 

He sang this little song as he hopped the Billabong

boing boing boing boing

The golden kangaroo will show the way

Show the way

Show the way

Oh the golden kangaroo will show the way

 

So the golden kangaroo got the children's present through

Where Santa and his reindeer couldn't go

And he's done it all these years since those early pioneers

first received their gifts  long ago

Now when December comes to Australia's sunny shores

Father Christmas makes a very special call

To the golden kangaroo who brings gifts to me and you

And a real Australian Christmas to us all

 

Oh the golden kangaroo he's an Aussie through and through

He's a real Australian hero so they say

And he sings this little song as he hopped the Billabong

boing boing boing boing

The golden kangaroo will show the way

Show the way

Show the way

Oh the golden kangaroo will show the way

Show the way

Christmas Day

Oh the golden kangaroo will show the way

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Morningtown Ride To Christmas

The Seekers

Train whistle blowing
Makes a sleepy noise
Underneath their blankets
Go all the girls and boys
Rocking, rolling, riding
Out along the bay
Dreaming of Santa Clause
Riding on his sleigh
Driver at the engine
Fireman rings the bell
Sandman swings the lantern
To show that all is well
Rocking, rolling, riding
Out along the bay
All bound for Morningtown,
To wake on Christmas day
Maybe it is snowing
Where our train will ride
All the little travellers are warm and snug inside
Rocking, rolling, riding
Out along the bay
Dreaming of Santa Clause
Riding on his sleigh
Somewhere there is sunshine, somewhere there is day,
Somewhere there is Morningtown, many miles away.
Rocking, rolling, riding
Out along the bay
All bound for Morningtown to wake on Christmas day
Oooooh, Out along the bay
All bound for Morningtown
Happy Christmas day
 

 


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Once In Royal David's City

The Seekers

Once in royal David's city
Stood a lowly cattle-shed
Where a mother laid her baby
In a manger for his bed
Mary was that mother mild
Jesus Christ her little child
He came down to earth from heaven
Who is God and Lord of all
And His shelter was a stable
And His cradle was a stall
With the poor, and mean, and lowly
Lived on earth our Saviour holy
And through all his wondrous childhood
He would honour and obey
Love and watch the lowly maiden
In whose gentle two arms he lay
And gods children all must be
Mild, obedient good as he
Oh he is of childhood pattern
Day by day like us he grew
He was little, weak, and helpless,
Tears and smiles, like us, he knew
And he feeleth for our sadness
And he shareth in our gladness
And our eyes at last shall see him
Through his own redeeming love
For that child so dear and gentle
Is our lord in heav'n above
And he leads his children on
To the place where he is gone
Hm mmm





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There Are No Lights On Our Christmas Tree

The Seekers

 

The time has come for festivity
For Christmas pudding and revelry
But as I passed a house the other night
I heard this little voice, so clear and bright
There are no lights on our Christmas tree
We must not spoil the tele-vee
No party games, no mistletoe
Just whistle "Wenceslas," and out you go
'Bout once a year I become a square
I love to feel the tinsel in my hair
I love to hear the songs of days gone by
But Dad and me, we don't see eye to eye
The Christmas crackers from Uncle Alf
They lie unopened upon the shelf
Dad has forbid them, but we're hoping he
Will think the bangs come from "N.Y.P.D."
There are no lights on our Christmas tree
We must not spoil the tele-vee
No party games, no mistletoe
Just whistle "Wenceslas," and out you go
(Instrumental bridge)
Some carol singers came to our door
I've never seen Dad so mad before
He grabbed the leader by the coat
And tried to ram his lantern down his throat
When I grow up to be a man
There'll be no television in my plan
With laughter gay, my house will ring
I never want to hear my family singÖ
There are no lights on our Christmas tree
We must not spoil the tele-vee
No party games, no mistletoe
Just whistle "Wenceslas," and out you go
There are no lights on our Christmas tree
We must not spoil the tele-vee
No party games, no mistletoe
Just whistle "Wenceslas," and out you go
No party games, no mistletoe
Just whistle "Wenceslas," and out you go
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 The Three Drovers

Julie Anthony

 

Across the plains one Christmas night
Three drovers riding blithe and gay,
Looked up and saw a starry light
More radiant than the Milky Way;
And on their hearts such wonder fell,
They sang with joy. 'Noel! Noel! Noel! Noel! Noel!'

 

The air was dry with summer heat,
And smoke was on the yellow moon;
But from the heavens, faint and sweet,
Came floating down a wondrous turn;
And as they heard, they sang full well
Those drovers three. 'Noel! Noel! Noel! Noel! Noel!'

 

The black swans flew across the sky,
The wild dog called across the plain,
The starry lustre blazed on high,
Still echoed on the heavenly strain;
And still they sang, 'Noel! Noel!'
Those drovers three. 'Noel! Noel! Noel! Noel! Noel!'

 


 

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THE TWELVE DAYS OF CHRISTMAS (Aussie)

On the (1st, 2nd, 3rd. etc) day of Christmas my true love sent to me
a kookaburra up a gum tree.
two snakes on skis,
three wet galahs,
Four lyrebirds,
Five kangaroos.
Six sharks a surfing,
Seven emus laying,
Eight dingoes dancing,
Nine crocs a snoozing,
Ten wombats washing,
Eleven lizards leaping,
Twelve possums playing.

 

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SANTA CLAUS IN THE BUSH
by Andrew Barton "Banjo" Paterson

It chanced out back at the Christmas time, When the wheat was ripe and tall,
A stranger rode to the farmer's gate--A sturdy man and a small.

"Rin doon, rin doon, my little son Jack, and bid the stranger stay,
And we'll hae a crack for Auld Lang Syne, for the morn is Christmas day."

"Nay noo, nay noo," said the dour guidwife, "But ye should let him be,
He's maybe only a drover chap, From the land o' the Darling Pea."

"Wi a drovers tales, and a drover's thirst tae swiggle the hail nicht through,
Or he's maybe a life assurance carle, to talk ye black and blue."

"Guidwife, he's never a drover chap for their swags are neat and thin,
And he's never a life assurance carl with the brick dust burnt in his skin."

"Guidwife, guidwife, be nae sae dour---for the wheat stands ripe and tall
And we shore a seven pound fleece this year, ewes and weaners and all."

"There is grass to spare and the stock are fat, where they whiles are gaunt and thin,
And we owe a tithe to the travellin' poor, so we maun ask him in."

"Ye can set him a chair at table side and gie him a bite tae eat,
An omelette made of a new-laid egg, or a tasty bit o' meat."

"But the native cats hae taen fowls--they havena left a leg,
And he'll get nae omelette at a' till the emu lays an egg."

"Rin doon, rin doon, my little son Jack, "to whaur the emus bide,
Ye shall find the auld hen on the nest while the auld cock sits beside."

"But speak them fair and speak them saft lest they kick ye a fearful jolt,
Ye can gie them a feed of the half inch nails or a rusty carriage bolt."

So little son Jack ran blithely down with the rusty nails in hand,
Till he came where the emus fluffed and scratched by their nest in the open sand.

And there he has gathered the new-laid egg---'twould feed 3 men or 4,
And the emus came for the half inch nails right up to the settlers door.

"A waste o' food," said the dour guidwife, as she took the egg with a frown,
"But he gets nae meat unless ye rin a paddy-melon down."

"Gang oot, gang oot, my little son Jack---wi your twa-three doggies sma,
Gin ye come nae back wi a paddy-melon, then come nae back at a'."

So little son Jack he raced and he ran and he was bare o' the feet,
And soon he captured a paddy-melon---was gorged with stolen wheat.

"Sit doon, sit doon," my bonny wee man; "to the best that the hoose can do,
An omelette made o' the emu egg, and a paddy melon stew."

"'Tis well, 'tis well", said the bonny wee man, "I have eaten the wide world's meat,
And the food that is given with right good will is the sweetest food to eat."

"But the night draws on to Christmas Day and I must rise and go,
For I have a mighty way to ride to the land of the Esquimaux."

"And it's there I must load my sledges up with the reindeers four-in-hand,
That go to the North, South, East and West---to every Christian land."

"Tae the Esquimaux," said the dour guidwife---"ye suit my husband well,
For when he gets up on his journey horse he's a bit o' a liar himsel'."

Then out with a laugh went the bonny wee man--to his old horse grazing nigh,
And away like a meteor flash they went far off to the Northern sky.

(PATERSON'S ENDING:)

When the children woke on the Christmas morn, they chattered with might and main,
For s sword and a gun had little son Jack, and a braw new doll had Jane,
And a packet o' screws had the twa emus; but the dour guidwife got nane!

(THIS IS HOW I'D PREFER IT TO END:)

When the children woke on the Christmas morn they chattered with might and tact,---
For a sword and Glenlivet had tough tot Jane, and and a new "Ken" doll had Jack,
And a packet o' screws had the twa emus, but the dour guidwife got clap!

Art Thieme

 

 

 

 

Xmas Guitar

The Joye Boys

 

 

 

Instrumental

 

 

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