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