| Out in Texas in Panhandle Land A Norwegian Colony has found a home An Anders with a firm hand on the tiller Steered the boat forward between the winds and waves. |
| There was Baker, and Johnson and Rostad Who were first here to build and live Here lay the prairie untouched, fine and flat No Rock piles here you can believe. |
| No fallen trees to cause problems Here the land lay ready for the plow There was no winter here to plague the folks No swamps or slews in any corner. |
| No wonder that the folks came streaming in To such a beautiful sun blessed land And Anders was smart He enticed everyone from North, East, and West |
| He laid the groundwork for a large city in Oslo The world would soon look up to it Helgersen built a Blacksmith shop He chuckled but that became the whole glory of the city. |
| Among the new builders was Bull Throndson, Hanson, Jensen and Vehm "Stone" and Weberg, Sagen and Storli Olsen, Brandvik and Dahl were among them. |
| We could also name Fadness and Satrum Heltne and Egedal they moved away Then came Knutsons and Moen and Flugum During Snartemos short stay. |
| Stedjes came, Harold Hanson moved away Schulberg was pulled away Hongslo became the Blacksmith Then he too left! |
| Moen also moved up to Dakota Satrums went over the mountains far The rest of us go around here and mutter "I wonder if it will be as dry this year as it was the last"? |
| But take courage you dried out farmer Take care of your chickens, milk the cows Some rain showers surely will come So we'll get enough for bread and butter somehow. |
This song was composed in Norwegian sometime around 1925 to 1927 by Edward Flugum. It apparently rhymes in Norwegian, but is lost in the translation. It was to be sung to the tune of "Mellem Bakkar Og Berg".