Old King Cole (Juice Music)

Old King Cole

Lyrics by: Juice Music

Old King Cole was a merry old soul
And a merry old soul was he;
He called for his pipe in the middle of the night
And he called for his fiddlers three
Every fiddler had a fine fiddle
And a very fine fiddle had he;
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 his pipe in the middle of the night
And he called for his fiddlers three
Now every fiddler had a fine fiddle
And a very fine fiddle had he;
There's none so rare as can compare
With King Cole and his fiddlers three