In a town in Sweden
By a stream so clear and cool
A boy would sit and fish and dream
When he should have been in school
Now, he couldn't read or write a word
But happiness he found
In a little song he heard
And 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