Cuckoo Bird

Oh the cuckoo
She’s a pretty bird
She wobbles as she flies
But I never give her water
Till the fourth day of July

It is often that I wonder why women love men
Then I look back and I wonder why men are men

Oh the cuckoo
She’s a pretty bird
She wobbles as she flies
But I never give her water
Till the fourth day of July

Gonna build me a castle on a mountain so high
So I can see my true love as she passes by

Oh the cuckoo
She’s a pretty bird
She wobbles as she flies
But I never give her water
Till the fourth day of July

Jack of diamonds, Jack of diamonds, I know you of old
You have robbed me my whole pockets of silver and gold

Oh the cuckoo
She’s a pretty bird
She wobbles as she flies
But I never give her water
Till the fourth day of July

Oh the cuckoo
She’s a pretty bird
She wobbles as she flies
But I never give her water
Till the fourth day of July