The Cuckoo

Oh, the cuckoo, she's a pretty bird She sings as she flies She never gets lonesome Till the first day of July I've gambled in England And I've gambled down in Spain I gambled with five aces Now I've gambled my last game Oh, it's gamblin' that's brought me prison And it's gamblin' that's brought me pain I'll 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, she is a pretty bird She sings as she flies She never gets lonesome Till the first day of July