Oh the cuckoo    She’s a pretty bird    She wobbles as she flies    But I never give her water    Till the fourth day of July       It is often that I wonder why women love men    Then I look back and I wonder why men are men       Oh the cuckoo    She’s a pretty bird    She wobbles as she flies    But I never give her water    Till the fourth day of July       Gonna build me a castle on a mountain so high    So I can see my true love as she passes by       Oh the cuckoo    She’s a pretty bird    She wobbles as she flies    But I never give her water    Till the fourth day of July       Jack of diamonds, Jack of diamonds, I know you of old    You have robbed me my whole pockets of silver and gold       Oh the cuckoo    She’s a pretty bird    She wobbles as she flies    But I never give her water    Till the fourth day of July       Oh the cuckoo    She’s a pretty bird    She wobbles as she flies    But I never give her water    Till the fourth day of July