Chords for Nikolina,Slim jim and the Vagabond kid, Original,Sweden,Norway

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To be in love is a terrible embarrassment.
[F] I tried to [C] win, but no.
[F] I was so terribly [C] in love with Nicolina.
And [G] Nicolina was just as in love with [C] me.
I held her hand and asked her father.
And I got [F] an answer I did not expect.
I have never gone [C] out on any stairs
[G] as terribly fast as [C] I did today.
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[C] _ Then I went home and wrote to Nicolina
if she [F] would be so [C] kindly
[F] to meet me when [C] the moon began to shine
[G] in Eikebakken next [C] Saturday night.
There I met a dark figure in a hat.
[F] And the moon shone [C] so blue in the sky.
I [F] met [C] Nicolina's father
with [G] a sword in [C] his hand.
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[C] I was so scared I fell on my knees.
[F] I was going to take my legs [C] and run,
but [F] when I snuck up [C] between the trees
the [G] cock got a dance and pecked [C] my back.
Then I went home and wrote to Nicolina
[F] now it is with my [C] courage to say goodbye.
If [F] you are in trouble, my [C] love,
I will go [G] and drown myself in the nearest lake.
_ _ [C] And Nicolina answered and said,
[F] Dear Karl, think [C] a little before you do.
The [F] one whose life is too short [C] is a crook.
We [G] can wait until [C] the old man dies.
So I gave in to wait, me and Nicolina,
that the old [F] man would soon be free of the whip.
[C] And [F] as a reminder we are going to put
[G] a new coat [C] on his head. _ _ _ _ _
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[G] _ _ [C] _ When you're in love you're in an awful torture.
[F] Whoever tried it will not [C] disagree.
[F] I was so very [C] fond of Nicolina
[G] and Nicolina just [C] as fond of me.
I asked her dad about her hand in marriage
and [F] got the answer in the [C] strangest way.
[F] I never yet have left [C] from any doorstep
in such a hurry as I did that day.
So I went home and wrote to Nicolina.
Oh [F] Nicolina, won't you [C] meet me soon?
[F] Meet me in the woods [C] on Wednesday evening
[G] and be there with the writing [C] of the moon.
Oh [F] Nicolina, oh [C] Nicolina,
and [G] be there with the writing [C] of the moon. _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ And there I met a figure disconcerting,
the moon no greater glory could attain.
The [F] one I met was [C] Nicolina's papa
armed [G] with the meanest, most [C] disturbing cane.
And then my knees, how they began to tremble,
[F] I tried to run but there [C] was not a chance.
For [F] in the woods while on my [C] knees I stumbled,
a [G] cane began to do a [C] polka dance.
So I went home and wrote to Nicolina.
[F] There's not the slightest [C] bit of hope in me.
If [F] you don't end me of this [C] awful torture,
I'll [G] end it all by jumping in [C] the sea.
[F] Oh Nicolina, oh [C] Nicolina,
[G] I'll end it all by [C] jumping in the sea.
And Nicolina answered in a hurry,
[F] Oh darling Carl, don't [C] be so unwise.
A [F] suicide is nothing [C] but a dumbbell,
why don't [D] you wait until the old [C] man dies.
And now I wait, and so does Nicolina,
[F] to see the old man kick the bucket soon.
And on his grave we're planting for [C] remembrance
the cane [G] he used to pawn meneath [C] the moon.
[F] Oh Nicolina, oh [C] Nicolina,
the cane he [G] used to pawn meneath the [C] moon.
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