Old King Cole Songtext
von Arvid

Old King Cole of the willows
I′ve seen your face, i know the games you play
Sweet songs on the fiddle
And we'd all dance and smile

Like there′s no reason to cry
Like nothing ever happened to make that face so blue
On such a sunny day
If i could be a fiddle player too
I'd gently approach


Old King Cole of the willows
And ask him please, how do you make your art
So fucking coherent
When you're playing with a broken heart

Like the stars are falling apart
Like nothing′s gonna happen to make the world slow down
What′s the point in singing songs
If you want to hear the ones to make you smile
I'd ask you all to go and walk through the willows
And ask for Old King Cole