The Cuckoo

Oh the cuckoo shes a pretty bird, she sings as she flies
She never gets lonesome till the first day of july.
Ive gambled in england, and Ive gambled down in spain.
I gambled with five aces, now Ive gambled my last game.

Oh, its gamblin thats brought me prison,
And its gamblin thats brought me pain
Ill never see the cuckoo or hear her song again

Jack o diamonds, jack o diamonds, I know you of old
You robbed my poor pockets of silver and of gold.

Oh the cuckoo shes a pretty bird, she sings as she flies
She never gets lonesome till the first day of july.