Misc Cartoons – Olafs Frozen Adventure - The Ballad Of Flemmingrad (Ukulele)

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There once was a troll held in highest esteem

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For his manner was kind and his fungus did gleam

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The ballad of old Flemmingrad

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Beloved by each troll girl and ev'ry troll lad

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They gifted him berries and moss cake and stew

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He gobbled with zeal as he zealously grew

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To such a large old Flemmingrad

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He always felt full and for that, he was glad

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They loved to watch him roll, roll, roll

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With laughter, he would roll, roll

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Then one winter's day, humans crept up so fast

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The trolls had to roll through a tight mountain pass

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But dear old giant Flemmingrad

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He tried to go through, but got stuck just a tad

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The people were frightened and pulled out a sword

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So, Flemmy, he blended right into the fjord

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The ballad of old Flemmingrad

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He never got out, and for that we are sad
Wedged...but not forgotten
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For Flemmy couldn't roll, roll, roll

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Oh, Flemmy, won't you roll, roll

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And that's why we have this tradition

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Every December we all gather 'round

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To pay our respects to a troll so renowned

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In remembrance of the friend we had

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A jolly old soul we called Flemmingrad

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We all dig deep down and we uproot the past

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We shove up its nostrils a fist full of grass

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In resemblance of the dear old lad

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We forged a mold of Flemmingrad

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We shape his likeness, bless his soul

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Oh, Flemmy the fungus troll