"My Boomerang Won't Come Back" by Charlie Drake

In the bad bad lands of Australia many years ago
The Aborigine tribes were meeting, having a big pow-wow

: Weve got a lot of trouble, Chief, on account of your son
Mac!
: My boy Mac, whats wrong with him?
: My boomerang wont come back!
: Your boomerang wont come back
: My boomerang wont come back
My boomerang wont come back
Ive waved the thing all over the place
Practiced till I was black in the face
Im a big disgrace t the Aborigine race
My boomerang wont back
I want a kangaroo 
Make kangatoo stew 
But Im a big disgrace t the Aborigine race
My boomerang wont back

They banished him from the tribes lair & sent him on his way
He had a hapless boomerang, so here he could not stay

: This is nice, isnt it?  Getting banished at my time in
life.  What a way to
spend an evening.  Sittin on a rock in the middle of the
desert with me boomerang in me
hand.  I should very likely get bushwhacked.  prince: Get
out of here,
nasty bushwhackin animal!  Think Ill make a nice cup of tea.

: Good gracious!  There goes a kangaroo!  I must have
practice with me boomerang.
Hey, right behind the left elbow, then slowly back... : If
you throw that thing
at me, Ill jump right on your head!  prince: Aint it
marvelous!  In a land
full of kangaroos I might not get that one!

For 3 long months he sat there, or maybe it was 4
Then an old old man in a kangaroo skin came a-knockin at his
door
: Im the local with doctor, son.  They call me Joe Joseph
Black.
Now tell me, whats your trouble, boy?
: My boomerang wont come back!
: Your boomerang wont come back
: My boomerang wont come back
My boomerang wont come back
Ive waved the thing all over the place
Practiced till I was black in the face
Im a big disgrace t the Aborigine race
My boomerang wont back
: Dont worry, boy, I know the trick & to you Im gonna show
it
If you want your boomerang to come back, well, first youve
got to throw it!
: Oh yes, never thought of that.  Daddy will be pleased. 
Must have a girl...
: Excuse me.  Now then, slowly back...& throw! 

: Oh my God!  Avit the flying doctah!  He-he-he-he!
: Can you do farther eat?
: Dont talk to me about first taste boy you owe me 14
chickens for teaching
you to throw the boomerang first things first. : Yes, I know
that, but I mean, I
think, on this occasion, you know