Hi, Paul -
I moved you over here. Here's what's in the Digital Tradition. Let's see what people think about whether a corrected version should be placed in the Digital Tradition (DT). In the case of a "folk" song, there often is no "correct" version (but we do have a number of songs in the DT that are just plain wrong, traditional or not).
Here's the DT version:

OLEANNA (DT Version)
(Translation from the Norwegian by Pete Seeger)

   Ole, oleanna, ole, oleanna
   ole, ole, ole, ole, ole, oleanna

Oh to be in Oleanna,
that's where I'd like to be
Than to be in Norway
and bear the chains of slavery

Little roasted piggies
rush around the city streets
Inquiring so politely
if a slice of ham you'd like to eat

Beer as sweet as muncheners
springs from the ground and flows away
The cows all like to milk themselves
And the hens lay eggs ten times a day
The women there do all the work
As round the fields they quickly go
Each one has a hickory stick
And beats herself if she works too slow

In Oleanna land is free
The wheat and corn just plant themselves
Then grow a good four feet a day
While on your bed you rest yourself

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TUNE FILE: OLEOLEAN
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Here is a Pete Seeger version, just a bit different from what I posted above:

OLEANNA
(Ditmar Meidel, translated from Norwegian by Pete Seeger)

Oh, to be in Oleanna,
That's where I'd like to be,
Than be bound in Norway,
To drag the chains of slavery.

CHORUS
Ole, Ole-anna,
Ole, Ole-anna,
Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole,
Ole, Ole-anna;

In Oleanna land is free,
The wheat and corn just plant themselves.
Then grow four feet a day,
While on your bed you rest yourself.
CHORUS

Beer as sweet as Muenchener
Springs from the ground and flows away,
The cows all like to milk themselves
And hens lay eggs ten times a day.
CHORUS

Little roasted piggies
Rush about the city streets,
Inquiring so politely if
A slice of ham you'd like to eat.
CHORUS

SPOKEN: "The moon is always full. I am observing it now, with a bottle for a telescope.

SPOKEN: "In Oleanna the women do all the work!
If she doesn' work hard enough,
She takes a stick and gives herself a beating!"*

Aye, if you'd begin to live,
To Oleanna you must go,
The poorest wretch in Norway
Becomes a duke in a year or so.
CHORUS

Oh, to be in Oleanna,
That's where I'd like to be,
Than be bound in Norway,
To drag the chains of slavery.
CHORUS

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*alternate sung version from Theodore Bikel:
The women there do all the work
As round the fields they quickly go
Each one has a hickory stick
And beats herself if she works too slow

...two other Bikel verses:
The trees and shrubs grow by themselves,
There really is no need for rain;
It only rains at banquet-time,
Instead of water--pure champagne.

And when it comes to courting,
I tell you boys, that's better still;
Before you pop the question
The girls all shout, "Oh yes, I will!"


Source: Where Have All the Flowers Gone: A Singalong Memoir, by Pete Seeger

Based on a traditional Norwegian song
(Pete Seeger says it was written in 1853 by Ditmar Meidel, translated in 1953 by Pete Seeger)
TRO ~ 1958 (renewed) Ludlow Music, Inc., New York, NY. International Copyright Secured
Made in USA. All Rights Reserved including Public Performance for Profit.

@immigrant   @American
filename[ OLEOLEAN
TUNE FILE: OLEOLEAN
CLICK TO PLAY
SOF, JRO, PFA

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Do you think this second version is a good replacement for what's in the DT? This is the version most people sing. I propose that for accuracy, we should add a second version from Norwegian Emigrant Songs and Ballads.
-Joe-