Norwegian Folktune
arr. Trond Dahlen
Per Fiddler, he had but the one only cow,
He traded his cow for a fiddle right now,
“My good, old, tuneful violin, my violin, my violin!”
Per Fiddler then on with his fidd’ling he kept
The boys kept on dancing, the girls they just wept
“My good, old, tuneful violin, my violin, my violin!”
And if I get as old as the moss on the tree
No swapping of fiddle and cattle for me
“My good, old tuneful violin, my violin, my violin!”
(Translation from the “Sons of Norway Song Book”)