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Well the cuckoo, she is a pretty bird
Yes she warbles as she flies
But she never holler cuckoo
Till the fourth day of July
Now Jack-a-Diamond, Jack-a-Diamond
Well I've known you of old
Well you robbed my poor pocket
Of silver and gold
Well I'm going up on the mountain
And I'm going to build me a still
Well I'll sell you one gallon
For a two dollar bill
Well I'll eat when I'm hungry
Well I'll drink when I'm dry
And if some woman don't kill me
Then I'll live till I die
Well for working I'm too lazy
And begging that's too low
Well train robbing that's too dangerous
So gambling I'll go
Well the cuckoo she is a pretty bird
Yes she warbles when she flies
Well she brings us glad tidings
Yes she tells us no lies



Writer(s): Traditional


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