Snit A Little Bittle:

The day when I was born
My father said: hello
It was a Monday mor'n
On the sofa in the stow
He took me in my krave
Said: I know lige akkurat
What the boy shall law
The little kamerat
 

Cause he shall
Snit a little little little lidt
Snit a little little little lidt
Snit a little little little lidt
Just bit by bit - lidt after lidt
Cause he shall
Snit a little little little lidt
Snit a little little little 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
Snit a little little little 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 little little little lidt
Snit a little little little lidt
Just bit by bit
 

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 cooking pomfritter
Cause best of all to be
It is to be a snitter

It is to
Snit a little little little lidt
Snit a little little little 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 little little little lidt
Snit a little little little lidt
Just bit by bit