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Here we go gathering nuts in May, nuts in May, nuts in May,
Here we go gathering nuts in May away from school this morning.
Oh, those naughty, naughty children.
Baa, Baa, Black Sheep
Baa, baa, black sheep,
Have you any wool?
No sir, no sir, none at all.
Why would I want any,
Silly grubby wool,
When I’ve stocks and shares in the bank,
My belly’s always full?
Old King Cole
He called for his pipe and he called for his bowel
and he called for his fiddlers three.
Every fiddler 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.
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Old King Cole was a merry old soul and a merry old soul was he,
He called for his wife in the middle of the night
and he called for his children three.
Every child was a very fine child and a very fine child was he.
Oh there’s none so rare as can compare with
King Cole and his children three.