old king cole
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genesis'in nursery cryme albumunde yerini almis olan the musical box parcasinda gecer bu cumlecik.
uktecimiz sayin twodimensionprism, yaklasik 1 yil once, dizenin gectigi kitayi kafeslemis zaten. yazik olmus sozun bosu bosuna yattigi anlara.
"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."
buna ragmen, ukteler kervanina katkida bulunmaktan da kacinmamis, sanirim.
gelin sizleri misafir odasina alayim:
(bkz: the musical box) -
bir cümlecikten ziyade esasen eski bir ingiliz folk şarkısıdır ve the new penguin book of english folk songs'un "animals and nonsense" kategorisinde incelenen bir çocuk tekerlemesidir** aynı zamanda. sözlerinin tamamı şöyle:
now old king cole was a merry old soul
and a good old soul was he, was he
he called for his bottle and he called for his glass
and he called for his fiddlers three, three
now one of those fiddlers had a very fine fiddle
and a very fine fiddle had he, he
fiddle diddle dee, went the fiddler
fiddle diddle dee
there's none so rare as can compare
with the sons of harmony
now old king cole was a merry old soul
and a good old soul was he, was he
he called for his bottle and he called for his glass
and he called for his fifers three, three
now one of those fifers had a very fine fife
and a very fine fife had he, he
fi-fye fi-fye fi-fye, went the fifer
and fiddle diddle dee, went the fiddler
fiddle diddle dee
there's none so rare as can compare
with the sons of harmony
now old king cole was a merry old soul
and a good old soul was he, was he
he called for his bottle and he called for his glass
and he called for his drummer three, three
now one of those drummers had a very fine drum
and a very fine drum had he, he
lie diddle de um dum dum, went the drummer, etc.
now old king cole was a merry old soul
and a good old soul was he, was he
he called for his bottle and he called for his glass
and he called for his harpers three, three
now one of those harpers has a very fine harp
and a bery fine harp had he, he
clang clang clang, went the harper, etc.
now old king cole was a merry old soul
and a good old soul was he, was he
he called for his bottle and he called for his glass
and he called for his trumpeters three, three
now one of those trumpeters had a very fine trumpet
and a very fine trumpet had he, he
wum-pum pum pum pum, went the trumpeter, etc.
now old king cole was a merry old soul
and a good old soul was he, was he
he called for his bottle and he called for his glass
and he called for his tailors three, three
now one of those tailors had a very fine needle
and a very fine needle had he, he
'put it through his coat,' said the tailor, etc.
now old king cole was a merry old soul
and a good old soul was he, was he
he called for his bottle and he called for his glass
and he called for his cobblers three, three
now one of those cobblers had a very fine cobble
and a very fine cobble had he, he
'put it through his cut,' said the cobbler, etc.
now old king cole was a merry old soul
and a good old soul was he, was he
he called for his bottle and he called for his glass
and he called for his painters three, three
now one of those painters had a very fine brush
and a very fine brush had he, he
'dab it up against the wall,' said the painter, etc.
now old king cole was a merry old soul
and a good old soul was he, was he
he called for his bottle and he called for his glass
and he called for his parsons three, three
now one of those parsons had a very fine book
and a very fine book had he, he
'lord have mercy on his soul,' said the parson, etc.
now old king cole was a merry old soul
and a good old soul was he, was he
he called for his bottle and he called for his glass
and he called for his coachmen three, three
now one of those coachmen had a very fine horse
and a very fine horse had he, he
[spoken] now, ladies and gentlemen
as i was in the street walking along
one day a carriage and a pair came
and stopped outside a chemist shop
the horses took fright at something
and dashed into the window
'damn and blast his eyes,' said the coachmen
'hit him over the head,' said the bobbie
'lord have mercy on his soul,' said the parson
'dab it up against the wall,' said the painter
'pıt it throug his cut,' said the cobbler
'put it through his coat,' said the tailor
wum-pum pum pum pum, went the trumpeter
clang clang clang, went the harper
lie diddle de um dum dum, went the drummer
fi-fye fi-fye fi-fye, went the fifer
and fiddle diddle dee, went the fiddler
fiddle diddle diddle diddle dee
there's none so rare as can compare
with the sons of harmony. -
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