OLD KING COLE

 The Song

  

 Instrumental

Lyrics
 

Old King Cole was a merry old soul,

What  a very old, merry old soul was he.

For breakfast he’d eat  chocolate cake

While drinking  sweetened earl gray tea

At the mid day meal he ate a plate of veal

For his majesty that was hardly enough

A banquet’s the thing that would suit a king

Good gosh too much of this fattening stuff.

So old king Cole, our not  so merry soul

Looked more like a ball or a giant bowl,

His clothes didn’t fit, no not at all.

He was ever much wider than he was tall.

That’s why by spring, our dear old King

Was unable to waltz around the floor.

With too much to eat, he couldn’t see his feet.

The king wouldn’t stand for it anymore.

Well now he’s changed, his diet  rearranged.

Again  he is merry and also wise.

He eats more nutritiously, portions judiciously

He’s New King Cole  at a smaller size.


Improvisation by Bernie Katzman