Old king Cole was merry old soul
And merry old soul was he
He called for his pipe
And he called for fildders three
Every fiddler he had one
And a very fine fiddle had he
Oh there none so rare can cmpare
With king Cole and his fiddlers three
And merry old soul was he
He called for his pipe
And he called for fildders three
Every fiddler he had one
And a very fine fiddle had he
Oh there none so rare can cmpare
With king Cole and his fiddlers three