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 had a fiddle
and a very
fine fiddle had he.
Twee-dle
dee, twee-dle dee
went the
fiddlers three
and so
merry we will be.
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