(after you are finished with this column entry, please check out two other posts I’ve written about Jimmy Jenson.      http://rreflection.areavoices.com/2009/01/20/the-singin-swede/   and  http://rreflection.areavoices.com/2010/12/03/christmas-on-my-mind/

About ten months ago, I wrote a column about the singer Jimmy Jensen. I mentioned how one of my favorite of Jensen’s songs was “Nicolena.”  I had several requests for the lyrics to that particular song but was never able to find them until yesterday, when someone was nice enough to email the lyrics to me; out of the blue.

Nicolena
When you are in love you are in an awful torture
Who has ever tried it will not disagree
I was so very fond of Nicolena
and Nicolena just as fond of me
I asked her dad about her hand in marriage
and got my answer in the strangest way
I never yet have left any doorstep
in such a hurry as I did that day
I went home and wrote to Nicolena
Nicolena won’t you meet me soon
Meet me in the woods on Wednesday evening
and be there with the lighting of the moon
And there I met a figure disconcerning
I tried to run but there was not a chance
There in the woods while on my knees I stumbled
His cane began to do the polka dance
I went home and wrote to Nicolena
There is not the slightest bit of hope in me
If you don’t end me of this awful torture
I will end it all by jumping in the sea
And Nicolena answered in a hurry
Oh darling Carl please don’t be so unwise
A suicide is nothing but a dumbbell
Why don’t you wait until the old man dies?
And now I wait and so does Nicolena
for the old man to kick the bucket soon
And on his grave were planting for remembrance
the cane he used upon me neath the moon.