The Cuckoo

Oh, the cuckoo, she's a pretty bird

She sings as she flies

She never gets lonesome

Till the first day of July

I've gambled in England

And I've gambled down in Spain

I gambled with five aces

Now I've gambled my last game

Oh, it's gamblin' that's brought me prison

And it's gamblin' that's brought me pain

I'll never see the cuckoo

Or hear her song again

Jack o' diamonds, jack o' diamonds

I know you of old

You robbed my poor pockets

Of silver and of gold

Oh, the cuckoo, she is a pretty bird

She sings as she flies

She never gets lonesome

Till the first day of July