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.
And every fiddler had a fine fiddle
And a very fine fiddle had he.
There’s none so rear as can compare
With a king and his fiddlers three.
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