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 bow

And he called for

His fiddlers three

Now every fiddler

Had a fine fiddle and a

Very fine fiddle had he

There's none so rare as

Can compare

With king cole

And his fiddlers three

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 bow

And he called for

His fiddlers three

Now every fiddler

Had a fine fiddle and a

Very fine fiddle had he

There's none so rare as

Can compare

With king cole

And his fiddlers three

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 bow

And he called for

His fiddlers three

Now every fiddler

Had a fine fiddle and a

Very fine fiddle had he

There's none so rare as

Can compare

With king cole

And his fiddlers three

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 bow

And he called for

His fiddlers three

One two three

Now every fiddler

Had a fine fiddle and a

Very fine fiddle had he

There's none so rare as

Can compare

With king cole

And his fiddlers three