Old King Cole

old king cole

Old King Cole, was a merry old soul,
And a merry old soul was he.
He called for his pipe, and he called for his bowl,
And he called for his fiddlers three.
Every fiddler he had a fiddle,
And a very fine fiddle had he,
Oh, there’s none so rare as can compare,
With King Cole and his fiddlers three.





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