call'd for his pipe, and he call'd for his bowl, And he call'd for his fiddlers three. 3. On Old King Cole's left cheek was a mole, So he called for his secretary; And he bade him look in a fortune-telling book, And read him his destiny. And the secretary said, when his fate he had read, And cast his nativity, A mole on the face boded something would take place, But not what that something might be. For Old King Cole, etc. |