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The day when I was born
my father said hello
it was a monday mor'n
on the sofa in the stow.
He took my in my krave
said I know lig' akkurat
what the boy shall lave
the little kammerat.
Cause he shall
snit a little little little lidt (snit-a-lidt)
snit a little little little lidt (snit-a-lidt)
snit a little little little lidt
just bit by bit lidt after lidt
Cause he could
snit a little little little lidt (snit-a-lidt)
snit a little little little lidt (snit-a-lidt)
snit a little little little lidt
just bit by bit.
Outside my barndomshjem
there was a lot of brædder
and everyone of them
was snittet by my father.
Yes, when I was a little
a little bittle jen
my father snat a fiddle
dygtigst among mænd.
Cause he could
snit a little little little lidt...
And out there in the køkken
my mother snat some bread
a humble bread was lykken
and this is what she said:
My son, you must love me
not to end up in a grillbar
in the middle of nowhere
and cook pomfritter
cause best of all to be
it is to be a snitter.
It is to
snit a little little little lidt (snit-a-lidt)
snit a little little little lidt (snit-a-lidt)
snit a little little little lidt
just bit by bit lidt after lidt
It is to
snit a little little little lidt (snit-a-lidt)
snit a little little little lidt (snit-a-lidt)
snit a little little little lidt
just bit by bit.
Snit a little bittle (Snit a little bittle)
Snit a little bittle (Snit a little bittle)
Snit a little bittle (That's a funny titel)
Snit a little bittle (Det var det kapitel...)
Snit a little bittle
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