Old king cole - nursery rhyme song



Traditional nursery rhyme, performed and re-arranged by The HappyApe

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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