LD 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 fiddle, And a very fine fiddle had he; Twee tweedle dee, tweedle dee, went the fiddlers. Oh, there's none so rare, As can compare With King Cole and his fiddlers three! WHE HEN good King Arthur ruled this land, He stole three pecks of barley-meal, A bag-pudding the king did make, The king and queen did eat thereof, And noblemen beside; And what they could not eat that night, I HAD a little nut-tree, nothing would it bear But a silver nutmeg and a golden pear; The King of Spain's daughter came to visit me, I skipp'd over water, I danced over sea, And all the birds in the air couldn't catch me. 粥 HE King of France, and four thousand men, TH They drew their swords, and put them up again. 冠 ΤΗ With twenty thousand men; The King of France came down the hill, LEASE to remember PLEA The Fifth of November, Gunpowder treason and plot; I know no reason Why gunpowder treason Should ever be forgot. |