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 had a very fine fiddle

And a very fine fiddle had he

Oh there's none so rare

As can compare

With King Cole and his fiddlers three

Every fiddler had a very fine fiddle

And a very fine fiddle had he

Oh 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 bowl

And he called for his fiddlers three