Old King Cole

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 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 a pipe, and he called for his bowl,

and he called for his mandolines three!

Every player had a fine mandoline, and a fine mandolin had he.

Oh, there’s none so rare as can compare with King Cole and his mandolines 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 bass players three!

Every player he had a fine bass, and a very fine bass had he.

Oh, there’s none so rare as can compare with King Cole and his bass players 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 guitars three!

Every player had a fine guitar, and a fine guitar had he.

Oh, there’s none so rare as can compare with King Cole and his guitar players three!

*Old King Cole (Mother Goose)