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Rh {| 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 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! And can't tell where to find them. Let them alone and they'll come home, And bring their tails behind them, &c. Quite contrary, How does your garden grow! With silver bells, And cockle shells. And cowslips all of a-row. When a man marries his trouble begins.
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 * King Cole was a merry old soul,
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 * Little Bo-peep has lost her sheep,
 * Little Bo-peep has lost her sheep,
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 * Mistress Mary.
 * Mistress Mary.
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 * Needles and pins, needles and pins,
 * Needles and pins, needles and pins,
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