The Cuckoo Lyrics

Oh the cuckoo
She's a pretty bird
She wobbles when she flies
She don't ever hollar cuckcoo
Till the fourth day of July

Jack o' Diamonds
Jack o' Diamonds
I know you, of old
You rob my poor pockets
Of silver and gold
Kristin Hersh - The Cuckoo - http://motolyrics.com/kristin-hersh/the-cuckoo-lyrics.html
Oh the cuckcoo
She's a pretty bird
I wish that she were mine
She don't ever drink water
She only drink wine

Gonna build me
A log cabin
On a mountain so high
So I can see Willie
When he goes on by