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Old King Cole
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.
Now every fiddler had a fine fiddle and a very fine fiddle had he.
'Fiddle-dee-dee-dee-dee!' went the fiddlers.
Jolly good men are we.
There's none so rare as can compare
with the king and his fiddlers three.
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 trumpeters three.
Now every trumpeter had a fine trumpet and a very fine trumpet had he.
'Trumpety trump trump trump!' went the trumpeters.
'Fiddle-dee-dee-dee-dee!' went the fiddlers.
Jolly good men are we.
There's none so rare as can compare
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with the king and his fiddlers three.
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 drummers three.
Now every drummer had a very fine drum and a very fine drum had he.
'Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat!' went the drummers.
'Trumpety trump trump trump!' went the trumpeters.
'Fiddle-dee-dee-dee-dee!' went the fiddlers.
Jolly good men are we.
There's none so rare as can compare
with the king and his fiddlers three.
There's none so rare as can compare
with the king and his fiddlers three.
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