歌曲名 Old King Cole (Live) 歌手名 Harry Belafonte+The Belafonte Folk Singers

Old King Cole was a merry old soul

And a merry old soul was he

Called for his pipe

And he called for his bowl

And he called for his privates three

Beer beer beer said the privates

Merry men are we

There's none so fair as can compare

With the fighting infantry

Old King Cole was a merry old soul

And a merry old soul was he

Called for his pipe

And he called for his bowl

And he called for his corporals three

Hup two said the corporals

Beer beer beer said the privates

Merry men are we

There's none so fair as can compare

With the fighting infantry

Old King Cole was a merry old soul

And a merry old soul was he

Called for his pipe

And he called for his bowl

And he called for his sergeants three

Yeah said the sergeants

Hup two said the corporals

Beer beer beer said the privates

Old King Cole was a merry old soul

And a merry old soul was he

Called for his pipe

And he called for his bowl

And he called for his shavetails three

We do all the work said the shavetails

Yeah said the sergeants

March you dump watch said the corporals

Beer beer beer said the privates

Merry men are we

There's none so fair as can compare

With the fighting infantry

Old King Cole was a merry old soul

And a merry old soul was he

Called for his pipe

And he called for his bowl

And he called for his captains three

Oh don't be late for the dance said the captains

We do all the work said the shavetails

Yeah said the sergeants

March to the guardhouse said the corporals

Beer beer beer said the privates

Merry men are we

There's none so fair as can compare

With the fighting infantry

Old King Cole was a merry old soul

And a merry old soul was he

Called for his pipe

And he called for his bowl

And he called for his chaplains three

Hallelujah

Oh what a bloody mess amen amen hallelujah

Oh don't be late for the dance said the captains

We do all the work said the shavetails

Yeah said the sergeants

Put it in a bucket said the corporals

Beer beer beer said the privates

Merry men are we

There's none so fair as can compare

With the fighting infantry

Old King Cole

Old King Cole

Was a merry old soul

And a merry old soul was he

Old King Cole was a merry old soul

And a merry old soul was he

Called for his pipe

And he called for his bowl

And he called for his generals three

Oh what a lovely war said the colonels

Beer beer beer said the privates

Merry men are we

There's none so fair as can compare

With the fighting infantry

Old King Cole was a merry old soul

And a merry old soul was he

Called for his pipe

And he called for his bowl

Oh what a lovely war said the colonels

Oh what a bloody mess amen

Oh what a bloody mess said the captains

Oh what a bloody mess said the shavetails

Oh what a bloody mess said the sergeants

Oh what a bloody mess said the sergeants