Old King Cole

Old King Cole Lyrics

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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