The Cuckoo
The cuckoo's a fine bird, he sings as he flies
He brings us good tidings and tells us no lies
He sucks the sweet flowers to make his voice sing
And the more he cries cuckoo the summer is near
Jack of Diamonds I know you of old
You robbed my poor pocket of silver and gold
The cuckoo's a fine bird, she sings as she fiies
She brings us good tidings and tells us no lies
She sucks the sweet flowers to make her voice sing
And the more he cries cuckoo the summer is near
He brings us good tidings and tells us no lies
He sucks the sweet flowers to make his voice sing
And the more he cries cuckoo the summer is near
Jack of Diamonds I know you of old
You robbed my poor pocket of silver and gold
The cuckoo's a fine bird, she sings as she fiies
She brings us good tidings and tells us no lies
She sucks the sweet flowers to make her voice sing
And the more he cries cuckoo the summer is near
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Writer(s): Ian carter, Nicola Kearey
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