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Paul Austin Kelly & Richard Durrant
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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. Every fiddler had a fiddle, And a very fine fiddle had he. Oh there's none so rare as can compare With King Cole and his fiddlers three.
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Old King Cole was a slimy little toad And a warty little oik was he, His teeth were green and he never had a bath, And his clothes all smelled of wee. Every fiddler was a rotten little fiddler And a rotten little fiddler was he. Oh, do all that you can to avoid this little man King Cole and his fiddlers three.
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