Versos English Walter Crane King Cole

English poem

King Cole

by (1863–1929)

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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. Ev'ry fiddler had a fiddle, And a very fine fiddle had he. Tweedle dee, tweedle dee, tweedle dee, tweedle dee, Tweedle dee, tweedle dee, went the fiddlers three, O there's none so rare as can compare With King Cole and his fiddlers three.]