LYRICS

The Cuckoo

Well the cuckoo is a pretty bird
And she warbles as she flies
But cuckoo never warbles
Till the fifth day of July

Jack Diamonds
Jack Diamonds
Yes I know you
Of old

Will you rob my
Poor pockets
Of that silver
And gold

I've gambled in England
And I've gambled in Spain
If I's here for the gamble
Yes I'd win you next game

Well the cuckoo is a pretty bird
And she warbles as she flies
But cuckoo never warbles
Till the fifth day of July

Traditional, adapted and arranged by Derroll Adams

Folkland Songs