I’m dreaming of a white Christmas…
With chestnuts roasting on an open fire…
With icicles hanging from the roof and
snowmen sitting in the front yard.
Dreaming is right!
In Australia –
people are roasting in the summer heat
And the grass in the lawn is crunchy
and brown from the sun’s heat
Here’s a Jingle Bells song… Aussie style
Dashing through the bush
In a rusty Holden Ute
Kicking up the dust
Esky in the boot
Kelpie by my side
Singing Christmas songs
It’s summer time and I am in
My singlet, shorts & thongs
In a rusty Holden Ute
Kicking up the dust
Esky in the boot
Kelpie by my side
Singing Christmas songs
It’s summer time and I am in
My singlet, shorts & 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
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 barbecue!
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 barbecue!
OH, JINGLE BELLS, JINGLE BELLS…
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
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
OH, JINGLE BELLS, JINGLE BELLS…
He ditches the reindeer for the kelpie dog.
He’s dashing down the country roads
with an esky/cooler of beer
in the boot/trunk of the car.
Santa ditches that heavy red coat
for an Aussie singlet and some shorts.
He ditches the black boots for some rubber thongs.
Being a caring guy, he picks up the swaggie –
a term relating way back to the 1930’s Depression –
but today’s long-term,
scruffy backpacker would be the same thing.
Before long, an uncle has pushed some kid
into the pool – resulting in a few other
people being tossed into the pool
– clothes and all.
Knowing they won’t get together for a while,
the family huddles into a group –
smiles and photos are taken…
And then
It’s time…
The kitchen is roasting with the
heat of the day
and the crazy tradition
of roasting meat for hours.
Dishes, plates, cups and cutlery
fill every surface of the kitchen…
leading to the sneaky – but crucial…
Shooting through before the washing up
(but possibly after a few feeble
offers to do the dishes!)
Happy Christmas – Aussie Style
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