Nursery Rhymes

Old King Cole by Mother Goose

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;
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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