The Hut-Sut Song a Swedish Serenade by Freddy Martin and His Orchestra Lyrics

In a town in Sweden by a stream so clear and cool
Some boys would sit and fish and dream
When they should have been in school
They couldn't read or write a word, but happiness they found
In a little song they heard, here's how it would sound

Hut-Sut Rawlson on the rillerah and a brawla, brawla sooit
Hut-Sut Rawlson on the rillerah and a brawla sooit
Hut-Sut Rawlson on the rillerah and a brawla, brawla sooit
Hut-Sut Rawlson on the rillerah and a brawla sooit

Now the Rawlson is a Swedish town, the rillerah is a stream
The brawla is the boy and girl, the Hut-Sut is their dream

Hut-Sut Rawlson on the rillerah and a brawla, brawla sooit
Hut-Sut Rawlson on the rillerah and a brawla sooit

Now the Rawlson is a Swedish town, the rillerah is a stream
The brawla is the boy and girl, the Hut-Sut is their dream

Hut-Sut Rawlson on the rillerah and a brawla, brawla sooit
Hut-Sut Rawlson on the rillerah and a brawla sooit
Hut-Sut Rawlson on the rillerah and a brawla sooit
Hut-Sut Rawlson on the rillerah and a brawla sooit
Hut-Sut Rawlson on the rillerah and a brawla sooit
Hut-Sut Rawlson on the rillerah and a brawla sooit
Hut-Sut Rawlson on the rillerah and a brawla sooit
Hut-Sut Rawlson on the rillerah and a brawla sooit