(Music & Lyrics: Martin Holmlund, Jenny Schaub, Martin Schaub)

He came from the north one day
As west winds blew into town
Came on the first of May
And stayed, in his words; far too long
His name was Johan Andersson

He came from the silent land
From mile after mile of fir
With no money in his hands
He left his home, time to move on
Time for Johan Andersson

He had a dream of the promised land
He’d build a life with his own two hands
But he became the ticketless man

Her name was Johanna Lind
She knew every part of town
Born in the western wind
Her accent like a happy song
At least to Johan Andersson

They walked down the Avenue
And sat by the old canal
They kissed and before he knew
Time had flown and years were gone
And she was Mrs. Andersson

He had a dream of the promised land
He’d build a life with his own two hands
But he became the ticketless man

He tried so hard to save enough
But work was hard and times were rough
Destined to fail, never succeed
He had a family now to feed

Well, some dreams refuse to die
They stick to your mind like glue
No matter how hard you try
They haunt you ‘til all sense is gone
They did for Johan Andersson

Now sometimes you see him stray
Children they point and laugh
Gone is that distant day
When hope was high and life seemed long
His name was Johan Andersson