Ballad of Olof Johnson

At the turn of the last century in the heart

Of harding county

A swedish immigrant by way of Chicago

Had to go!

Had to go!

Had to go!

You came late in the fall

With tallest wagon

Cool home

If there’s cold wind against his cheek

If below zero by the end of the road

It took a good long look around,then

Dug deep in the ground

You flipped his wagon upside down

Over a hole nowhere near the

Nearest town

The wind went oooohhhhhhh

All night

He cried ohhhhhhhhh in fright

No candle flame could keep him warm

But he had shelter from the storm

After seven long days

Yeah thought about live on we might as well stay

He couldn’t feel with his fingertips

He couldn’t lick his dried-out lips

He dreamt about flowers and glasses of beer

Then wake up screaming then wake up screaming with

No one could hear

The wind went oooohhhhhhh

All night

He cried ohhhhhhhhh in fright

In fright

He spent 2 months hunkered down

Like some fox that’d been chased by a hound

He came up and he didn’t make a sound

And he run he run and he never was found

The wind went oooohhhhhhh

All night

He cried ohhhhhhhhh in fright

In fright

The wind went oooohhhhhhh

All night

He cried ohhhhhhhhh in fright

In fright

It sounds right