Old King Cole


Old King Cole was a merry old soul,
And a merry old soul was he,
He called for his pipe,
He called for his bowl,
And he called for his fiddler’s three.

Now every fiddler had a fiddle fine,
And a very fine fiddle had he,
Tweedle Dee, Tweedle Dee,
Went the fiddlers three,
Old King Cole and his fiddlers three