American Patchwork Quartet - Cuckoo Bird Lyrics
American Patchwork Quartet - Cuckoo Bird Lyrics
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Gonna build me log cabin
On a mountain so high
So I can see Willie
As he goes walking by
Oh, the Cuckoo, she's a pretty bird
And she wobbles as she flies
She never says coo-coo
Till the fourth day of July
Oh, I've played cards in old England
And I've gambled in Spain
I'll bet you ten dollars
That I'd beat you the next game
Jack-a-diamonds, jack-a-diamonds
I have known you from old
You've robbed my poor pocket
Of my silver and my gold
My horses ain't hungry
And they won't eat your hay
I'll drive on a little further
Gonna feed 'em on my way
Oh, the Cuckoo, she's a pretty bird
And she wobbles as she flies
She never says coo-coo
Till the fourth day of July
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Gonna build me log cabin
On a mountain so high
So I can see Willie
As he goes walking by
Oh, the Cuckoo, she's a pretty bird
And she wobbles as she flies
She never says coo-coo
Till the fourth day of July
Oh, I've played cards in old England
And I've gambled in Spain
I'll bet you ten dollars
That I'd beat you the next game
Jack-a-diamonds, jack-a-diamonds
I have known you from old
You've robbed my poor pocket
Of my silver and my gold
My horses ain't hungry
And they won't eat your hay
I'll drive on a little further
Gonna feed 'em on my way
Oh, the Cuckoo, she's a pretty bird
And she wobbles as she flies
She never says coo-coo
Till the fourth day of July
On a mountain so high
So I can see Willie
As he goes walking by
Oh, the Cuckoo, she's a pretty bird
And she wobbles as she flies
She never says coo-coo
Till the fourth day of July
Oh, I've played cards in old England
And I've gambled in Spain
I'll bet you ten dollars
That I'd beat you the next game
Jack-a-diamonds, jack-a-diamonds
I have known you from old
You've robbed my poor pocket
Of my silver and my gold
My horses ain't hungry
And they won't eat your hay
I'll drive on a little further
Gonna feed 'em on my way
Oh, the Cuckoo, she's a pretty bird
And she wobbles as she flies
She never says coo-coo
Till the fourth day of July
Writer: Clarence Penn, Clay Ross, Yasushi Nakamura
Copyright: Lyrics © YALCMUSIC
Copyright: Lyrics © YALCMUSIC
Performed By: American Patchwork Quartet
Featuring: Clarence Penn, Yasushi Nakamura, Clay Ross, Falguni Shah
Language: English
Length: 4:07
Written by: Clarence Penn, Clay Ross, Yasushi Nakamura