The Hut-Sut Song
Horace Heidt
Words and music by Leo V Killion, Ted McMichael & Jack Owens

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