The Cuckoo Bird lyrics
Gonna build me a log cabin on a mountain so high, So I can see Willy, as she
goes walking by. Chorus: Oh, the cuckoo, she's a pretty bird, Lord, she warbles
as she flies; She'll never say cuckoo Till the fourth day of July. Well I played
cards in old England And I've gambled over in Spain, And I'll bet you ten
dollars That I'll beat you next game. My horses they ain't hungry And they
won't eat your hay. I'll drive home just a little further Wondering why you
treat me this way. Oh, the cuckoo she's a pretty bird. Lord, she warbles as she
flies. She'll cause never more trouble And she'll tell you no lies. There's one
thing that's been a puzzle Since the day that time began: A man's love for, for
his woman And her sweet love for her man. Chorus:
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