Old King Cole was a merry old soul,|
And a merry old soul was he;
He called for his pipe, he called for his glass,
And he called for his fiddlers three.
Every fiddler he had a fine fiddle,
And a very fine fiddle had he;
Twee-tweedle-dee, tweedle-dee, went the fiddlers.
Oh, there's none so rare as can compare
With King Cole and his fiddlers three!
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