作曲 : Traditional
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 a very 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 mandolin 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 mandolin 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 bass player 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 bass player 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 guitar three.
Every player had a fine guitar
And a very fine guitar had he,
Oh there's none so rare, as can compare!
With King Cole and his guitar three.
Oh there's none so rare, as can compare!
With King Cole and his  three.