Hut Sut Raulston

Lyrics

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.

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Information About Hut Sut Raulston

The Hut-Sut SongHorace HeidtWords and music by Leo V. Killion, Ted McMichael and Jack Owens.

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Dixie Dale, South Carolina

12 December 2014 at 3:05am

About 60 years ago in Virginia my father, who had been in the Navy in WW II, sang these lyrics: Hot sat Ralston, sittin' on the rillira rillira and a-boilin', boilin' cause o' it Hot sat Ralson, sittin' on the rillira All the livelong day. We asked him what it meant and he said it's just nonsense, I guess.

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