Australia Christmas Carols

I first heard this version "Deck The Halls" on a CD that I bought at under $10 a few years ago.

This song is sung to the tune of "Deck The Halls"...

Deck the sheds with boughs of wattle
Rippa bloody beauty bonza mate!
Slice the cake and tip the bottle
Rippa bloody beauty bonza mate!

Of course these days most men are wiser
Rippa bloody beauty bonza mate!
Thinkin' of the breathiliser
Rippa bloody beauty bonza mate!

Yanks and Pommies think its funny
Rippa bloody beauty bonza mate!
Christmas when its hot and sunny
Rippa bloody beauty bonza mate!

Don we now our swimmin' cossies
Rippa bloody beauty bonza mate!
Sunburn cream and stuff for mozzies
Rippa bloody beauty bonza mate!

Barbies are our Christmas joy boys
Rippa bloody beauty bonza mate!
Burn the steaks and crisp the snags boys
Rippa bloody beauty bonza mate!

Tomato sauce the Christmas dinny
Rippa bloody beauty bonza mate!
Wash the lot down with a tinny
Rippa bloody beauty bonza mate!

No plum pudding, flaming brandy
Rippa bloody beauty bonza mate!
We prefer a keg that's handy
Rippa bloody beauty bonza mate!

Ham and turkey cold with salad
Rippa bloody beauty bonza mate!
Rum and beer and song and ballad
Rippa bloody beauty bonza mate!

When the morning sun arises
Rippa bloody beauty bonza mate!
Oh! we of heads of different sizes
Rippa bloody beauty bonza mate!

Remember all the Christmas glory
Rippa bloody beauty bonza mate!
Now we're hung over - end of story
Rippa bloody beauty bonza mate!

A poster is a great gift for Christmas. My kids use posters to change the look of their rooms, without us having to repaint every couple of years.

Frame your posters and prints!

Yep.... we Aussies sure are resourceful.... There's an Aussie version for nearly every Christmas Carol.

Thanks to Jaybees for the words....

On the first day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
A kookaburra in a gum tree

On the second day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
Two cockatoos, and a kookaburra in a gum tree

Three parakeets.........
Four great galahs.......
Five opals black......
Six 'roos a-jumping........
Seven emus running.......
Eight koalas clinging.........
Nine wombats waddling........
Ten dingoes dashing.......
Eleven snakes a-sliding.......
Twelve goannas going.......

On the twelfth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
Twelve goanna goin, Eleven snakes a-sliding,
Ten dingoes dashing, Nine wombats waddling,
Eight koalas clinging, Seven emus running,
Six 'roos a-jumping, Five opals black,
Four great galahs, Three parakeets,
Two cockatoos, And a kookaburra up a gum tree.

Christmas in Australia is generally VERY hot ranging from 20 degrees Celsius (78 F) to over 40 degrees Celsius (104 F) in some parts.

This version of Jingle Bells is very appropriate to a typcially Aussie Christmas Day... Enjoy!

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1. 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 and thongs.

chorus
Oh! Jingle bells, jingle bells jingle all the way,
Christmas in Australia on a scorching summer's day,
Oh! Jingle bells, jingle bells, Christmas time is beaut,
Oh what fun it is to ride in a dusty Holden ute.

2. Engine's getting hot, we dodge the kangaroos,
The swaggie climbs aboard, he is welcome too.
All the family is there, sitting by the pool,
Christmas day in the Aussie way, by the Bar-b-cue. Oh!

Chorus

3. 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,
And pack the car and all shoot through
Before the washing up. Oh!

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.

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!

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