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The Cuckoo
Written By Rory Gallagher
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- OH THE CUCKOO, SHE’S A PRETTY BIRD
- AND SHE WOBBLES AS SHE FLIES
- BUT YOU NEVER CALL A CUCKOO
- UNTIL THE FOURTH DAY OF JULY
- JACK OF DIAMONDS, JACK OF DIAMONDS
- YOU’RE THE MEANEST CARD I KNOW
- WELL, YOU ROBBED MY POOR POCKETS
- OF THE SILVER AND OF GOLD
- I’M GOIN’ UP, UP ON A MOUNTAIN
- I’M GONNA BUILD ME A WHISKEY STILL
- AND I’LL SELL YOU ONE BOTTLE
- FOR A TWENTY DOLLAR BILL
- I’M GOIN’ UP, UP ON A MOUNTAIN
- I’M GONNA STAND LOOKING DOWN
- SO THAT I CAN SEE MY PRETTY BABY
- WHENEVER SHE COMES WALKING ROUND
- OH THE CUCKOO, SHE’S A PRETTY BIRD
- AND SHE WOBBLES AS SHE FLIES
- BUT YOU NEVER CALL A CUCKOO
- UNTIL THE FOURTH DAY OF JULY
- WELL, I’LL EAT WHEN I’M HUNGRY
- AND I’LL DRINK WHEN I’M DRY
- AND IF SOME WOMAN, DON’T SHOOT ME
- THEN I’LL LIVE, A LONG TIME
- JACK OF DIAMONDS, JACK OF DIAMONDS
- WELL, I’VE KNOWN YOU, OF OLD
- WELL, YOU ROBBED MY POOR POCKETS
- AND YOU NEARLY STOLE MY SOUL
- OH THE CUCKOO, SHE’S A PRETTY BIRD
- AND SHE WOBBLES AS SHE FLIES
- WELL, SHE BRINGS US GLAD TIDINGS
- AND SHE NEVER TELLS NO LIES