The truth about Old King Cole.

KING COLE’S BLUES 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. chorus Hey diddle diddle, the Cat and the fiddle, The Cow jumped over the moon, The little dog laughed to see such sport, And the dish ran away with the spoon Fiddler number one wasn’t having any fun So he taught his tabby to play The King found out and threw them both out With a dish of cat food for their pay Chorus My belt just broke, my pants are fallin’ Cried the second violin When he tried to bow, he scared the cow And it jumped right over him Chorus The last fiddle player was DEA Sent to check out Cole’s pipe When he smelt the residue, the drug dog knew The King would be in jail that night Chorus Now the moral of the story If a moral there must be Is drop the spoon and dance to the tune That’s laid down by on the ukulele Chorus The Old King howled and he sang the blues When the dish ran away with the spoon