Cuckoo Bird

Oh the cuckoo she's a pretty bird
She warbles as she flies
But I never give her water
‘Til the fourth day of July
It is often that I wonder
Why women love men
And I look back and I wonder
Why men are men
Oh the cuckoo she's a pretty bird
She warbles as she flies
But I never give her water
‘Til 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 warbles as she flies
But I never give her water
‘Til the fourth day of July
Jack o' diamonds, jack o' diamonds
I know you of old
You have robbed me of my poor pockets
Of silver and gold
Oh the cuckoo she's a pretty bird
She warbles as she flies
But I never give her water
‘Til the fourth day of July