The Cuckoo

Oh the cuckoo she'a pretty bird She wobbles as she flies She don't never holler cuckoo 'Til the fourth day of July Gonna build me log cabin On the mountain so high So that I can see Willie As he goes on by Jack of Diamonds, Jack of Diamonds I know you of old You done robbed my poor pockets Of my silver and gold I've played cards in England I've played cards in Spain I bet you ten dollars I'll beat you again Oh the cuckoo she'a pretty bird She wobbles as she flies She don't never holler cuckoo 'Til the fourth day of July