《Old King Cole》歌詞:bySusie Tallman mp3歌詞



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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

Well every fiddler he had a fine fiddle

And a very fine fiddle had he

Oh 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 mandolins three

Every player had a fine mandolin

And a fine mandolin had he

Oh there’s none so rare as can compare

With King Cole and his mandolins 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 bassplayers three

Every player he had a fine bass

And a very fine bass had he

Oh there’s none so rare as can compare

With King Cole and his bassplayers 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 guitars three

Every player had a fine guitar

And a fine guitar had he

Oh there’s none so rare as can compare

With King Cole and his guitars three

Oh there’s none so rare as can compare

With King Cole and his fiddlers three

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