Letra de The Cuckoo - Donovan

Traditional

Well, the cuckoo she's a pretty bird and she warble as she fly
And she never warble cuckoo till the fourth day of July
Jack of diamonds, jack of diamonds, well I know you of old
Well, you robbed my poor pocket of the silver and the gold.

Well, the cuckoo is a pretty bird and she warbles as she fly
But she never warble cuckoo till the fourth day of July
Well, I've gambled in London and I've gambled in Spain
And I bet you, my silver saddle, that I'll beat you next game.

Oh, the cuckoo she's a pretty bird and she warble as she fly
But she never warble cuckoo till the fourth day of July
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Well, she brings us glad tidings and tells us no lies
Oh, the cuckoo she's a pretty bird and she warble as she fly.

Oh, the cuckoo she's a pretty bird and she warble as she fly
But she never warble cuckoo till the fourth day of July
Little darlin', little darlin', I miss you on the road
Well, you are my only darlin', my one and only true abode.

Oh, the cuckoo she's a pretty bird and she warble as she fly
And she never warble cuckoo till the fourth day of July.

Oh yeah, oh yeah.