Right...Altogether now....
Sun Arise
Six White Boomers
NickTeen and Al K. Hall
Tie Me Kangaroo Down, Sport
Big Dog
Court of King Caractacus
War Canoe
Sun Arise
Sun arise, she bring in the morning.
Sunarise, bring in the morning,
fluttering her skirts all around.
Sun arise, she come with the dawning.
Sun arise, come with the dawning,
spreading all the lightall around.
Sun arise, on the kangaroo paw.
Sun arise, on the kangaroo paw,
glistening the dew all around.
Sun arise, filling all the hollows,
Sun arise, filling all the hollows,
lighting up the hills all around.
Sun arise, come with the dawning,
Sun arise, she come every day.
Sun arise, bring in the morning,
Sun arise, every, every, every, every, day.
She drive away the darkness, every day,
Drive away the darkness,
Bringing back the warmth to the ground.
Sun arise, oh, oh, Sun arise, oh, oh,
Spreading all the light all around.
Sun arise, bring in the morning.
Sun arise, bring in the morning,
spreading all the light allaround.
Written and copyrighted by Rolf Harris and Harry Butler, 1962
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.'
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 blazingsun.
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.
Written and copyrighted by Rolf Harris and John Brown, 1961.
Nick Teen and Al K. Hall
Spoken introduction: Nicholas! Albert!
Look, I don't know where they are, but I'd like you to meet my two pals,
my buddies, my two amigos. I'll tell you all about them
Well... I never gargled, I never gambled, I never smoked at all.
Until I met my two good amigos, Nick Teen and Al K. Hall.
Strange as it seems, I met in my dreams, Nick Teen and Al K. Hall.
Here's what they said to me, 'Use your head, just see your life is very, very dull"
Well, I never gargled, I never gambled, I never smoked at all.
Until I met my two good amigos, Nick Teen and Al K. Hall.
So I said to Nick, 'Nick tell me quick, what should a fellow do?'
He said to me, 'Boy, easy to see boy, you should try a cigarette or two.'
Well, I never gargled, I never gambled, I never smoked at all.
Until I met my two good amigos, Nick Teen and Al K. Hall.
So I lit a fag, and I took a drag, then to my great surprise, I started to gasp,
and coughed like a rasp, And everything spun round before my eyes.
Well, I never gargled, I never gambled, I never smoked at all.
Until I met my two good amigos, Nick Teen and Al K. Hall.
So I said to Al, 'Al, be a pal, what do you really think?'
He said to me, 'Boy, easy to see boy, smoking's kid's stuff, pour yourself a drink.'
Well, I never gargled, I never gambled, I never smoked at all.
Until I met my two good amigos, Nick Teen and Al K. Hall.
So quick as a wink, I took a drink, swigged a glassful down.
First it seemed to hit me, then it turned around and bit me,
And everything went all spinning round.
Well, I never gargled, I never gambled, I never smoked at all.
Until I met my two good amigos, Nick Teen and Al K. Hall.
Well, here is the joke, when I awoke, it wasn't finished yet,
I noticed first a terrible thirst And then a craving for a cigarette.
Well, I never gargled, I never gambled, I never smoked at all.
Until I met my two good amigos, Nick Teen and Al K. Hall.
Well, take my advice, this smoking is nice and the drinking is really lush.
As you can see, there's no change in me, I'm still as pure as the driven slush.
Well, I never gargled, I never gambled, I never smoked at all.
Until I met my two good amigos, Nick Teen and Al K. Hall.
Nick Teen and Al K. Hall. Written and copyrighted by Rolf Harris, 1960.
Tie Me Kangaroo Down, Sport
Spoken Introduction:
There's an old Australian stockman, lying, dying.
He gets himself up on one elbow, turns to his mates, who are gathered round, and he says:
Watch me wallaby's feed, mate, watch me wallaby's feed.
They're a dangerous breed, mate, so watch me wallaby's feed. All together now!
Tie me kangaroo down, sport, Tie me kangaroo down.
Tie me kangaroo down, sport, Tie me kangaroo down.
Keep me cockatoo cool, Curl, Keep me cockatoo cool.
Don't go acting the fool, Curl, Keep me cockatoo cool. All together now!
Tie me kangaroo down, sport, Tie me kangaroo down.
Tie me kangaroo down, sport, Tie me kangaroo down.
Take me koala back, Jack, Take me koala back.
He lives somewhere out on the track, Mac, So take me koala back. All together now!
Tie me kangaroo down, sport, Tie me kangaroo down.
Tie me kangaroo down, sport, Tie me kangaroo down.
Mind me platypus duck, Bill, Mind me platypus duck.
Don't let him go running amuck, Bill, Mind me platypus duck. All together now!
Tie me kangaroo down, sport, Tie me kangaroo down.
Tie me kangaroo down, sport, Tie me kangaroo down.
Play your didgeridoo, Blue, Play your didgeridoo.
Keep playing 'til I shoot through,Blue, Play your didgeridoo. All together now!
Tie me kangaroo down, sport, Tie me kangaroo down.
Tie me kangaroo down, sport, Tie me kangaroo down.
Tan me hide when I'm dead, Fred, Tan me hide when I'm dead.
So we tanned his hide when he died, Clyde,
(spoken)And that's it hanging on the shed. All together now!
Tie me kangaroo down, sport, Tie me kangaroo down.
Tie me kangaroo down, sport, Tie me kangaroo down.
Written and copyrighted by Rolf Harris, 1960.
Big Dog
This great big wolf hound standing staring at me,
Licking his chops and weighing me up for tea.
I'm a guy who don't scare easily.
That's the truth, cor, look at that tooth,
And he's just standing, slobbering and panting, Looking at me.
They never had this great dog here yesterday.
Her old man's bought him just to scare me away.
I bet he's in there laughing, shouting 'Hooray'.
And I'm scared to death, and puppy dog's breath,
is coming faster, it's gonna be disaster, I daren't run away.
Her dad's got a right to object to the way I dress, I guess.
But to buy a huge pup to tear me up,
Look his jaws and his paws and his maws all wet,
It'd not sweat, it's saliva, and he'll be the sole survivor.
That's pure vindictiveness.
So, when his great mastiff has torn me limb from limb,
Then what'll his precious daughter think about him.
I'm not very bright but I'm certainly not that dim.
You see, then, her father, He will have made me a martyr (you see).
And when me head's been torn to shreds, She's gonna blame him.
Sounds gory, don't it? I've turned green.
Still I might as well go in a blaze of glory,
If you know what I mean.
Just the same, I wish I had the courage to run.
Either that or I wish I had a dirty great gun.
Well, if I really gotta die then I better get it over and done.
Cor, that dog's immense, Still, here I go, over the fence.
Go on, dog, go on, treat me as lunch meat,
Savage me and crunch me, here's me foot, have fun.
Written and copyrighted by Rolf Harris, 1965.
Court of King Caractacus
Now,
the ladies of the harem of the court of King Caractacus, were just passing by.
All together, now the ladies of the harem of the court of King Caractacus, were
just passing by. Now the ladies of the harem of the court of King Caractacus,
were just passing by. Now the ladies of the harem of the court of King Caractacus,
were just passing by. Now the noses on the faces of the ladies of the harem
of the court of King Caractacus, were just passing by. All together, now the
noses on the faces of the ladies of the harem of the court of King Caractacus,
were just passing by. Now the noses on the faces of the ladies of the harem
of the court of King Caractacus, were just passing by. Now the noses on the
faces of the ladies of the harem of the court of King Caractacus, were just
passing by. Now the boys who put the powder on the noses on the faces of the
ladies of the harem of the court of King Caractacus, were just passing by.
[Repeat 4 times] Now the fascinating witches who put the scintilating stiches in the
britches of the boys who put the powder on the noses on the faces of the ladies
of the harem of the court of King Caractacus, were just passing by. [Repeat
4 times] Now if you want to take some pictures of the fascinating witches who
put the scintilating stiches in the britches of the boys who put the powder
on the noses on the faces of the ladies of the harem of the court of King Caractacus...
...you're too late! Because they've just... passed... by!
Written and copyrighted by Rolf Harris, 1965.
War Canoe
All together All together Lean on the paddles Lean on and lift out, silently
All together All together Lean on the paddles Lean on and lift out, silently
War canoe can Creep along can Glide along when When there may be Enemy near
All together All together Lean on the paddles Lean on and lift out, silently
All together All together Lean on the paddles Lean on and lift out, rapidly
All together Lean on the paddles Lean on and lift out, rapidly War canoe come
Flashing towards us Crashing towards us Now we see the Enemy clear All together
All together Fight to kill the Fight to kill the enemy Come on and kill the
enemy Come on and kill ... All together All together Lean on the paddles Lean
on and lift out, easily All together All together Lean on the paddles Lean on
and lift out, silently War canoe can Splash along can Sing the song We know
we kept the enemy clear All together All together Lean on the paddles And bring
the war canoe safe home again mmm mmmm mmmm mmmmm All together All together
Lean on the paddles And bring the war canoe safe home again mmm mmmm mmmm mmmmm
All together All together Lean on the paddles And bring the war canoe safe home again
Take me back to the top, mate!
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