"Old King Cole" lyrics
Natalie Merchant & Chicago Symphony Orchestra Lyrics
Old King Cole
Was a merry old soul
And a merry old soul was he
He called on his pipe and he called on his bowl
And he called on his fiddlers
One, two, three
And he called on his fiddlers three
Old King Cole
Was a merry old soul
And a merry old soul was he
Old King Cole
Was a merry old soul
And a merry old soul was he
He called on his pipe and he called on his bowl
And he called on his fiddlers
One, two, three
He called on his fiddlers three
Old King Cole
Was a merry old soul
And a merry old soul was he
Was a merry old soul
And a merry old soul was he
He called on his pipe and he called on his bowl
And he called on his fiddlers
One, two, three
And he called on his fiddlers three
Old King Cole
Was a merry old soul
And a merry old soul was he
Old King Cole
Was a merry old soul
And a merry old soul was he
He called on his pipe and he called on his bowl
And he called on his fiddlers
One, two, three
He called on his fiddlers three
Old King Cole
Was a merry old soul
And a merry old soul was he
