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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 he had had a 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 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 diddle dee, fiddle dee went the fiddlers
Very fine 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 fiddlers three
Now every fiddler had a fine fiddle
And a very fine fiddle had he
Tweedle diddle dee, tweedle dee went the fiddlers
Very fine men are we
There's none so rare as can compare
With the King and his fiddlers three
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