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The Everly Brothers
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10. Opeth - §2
The Everly Brothers - Cuckoo Bird
Cuckoo Bird
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Oh the cuckoo she's a pretty bird,
She warbles as she flies
But I never give her water
'til the fourth day of July.
It is often that I wonder
Why women love men
And I look back and I wonder
Why men are men
Oh the cuckoo she's a pretty bird,
She warbles as she flies
But I never give her water
'til 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 warbles as she flies
But I never give her water
'til the fourth day of July.
Jack o' diamonds, jack o' diamonds,
I know you of old
You have robbed me of my poor pockets
Of silver and gold.
Oh the cuckoo she's a pretty bird,
She warbles as she flies
But I never give her water
'til the fourth 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
Oh the cuckoo she's a pretty bird,
She warbles as she flies
But I never give her water
'til the fourth day of July
She warbles as she flies
But I never give her water
'til the fourth day of July.
It is often that I wonder
Why women love men
And I look back and I wonder
Why men are men
Oh the cuckoo she's a pretty bird,
She warbles as she flies
But I never give her water
'til 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 warbles as she flies
But I never give her water
'til the fourth day of July.
Jack o' diamonds, jack o' diamonds,
I know you of old
You have robbed me of my poor pockets
Of silver and gold.
Oh the cuckoo she's a pretty bird,
She warbles as she flies
But I never give her water
'til the fourth 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
Oh the cuckoo she's a pretty bird,
She warbles as she flies
But I never give her water
'til the fourth day of July
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