The Cuckoo - Jim Kweskin/Geoff Muldaur

Well the cuckoo she's a fine bird

And she warbles as she flies

And she never hollers cuckoo

Till the tenth day of July

Well I've played cards in England

And I've played cards up in Spain

And I'll bet you ten dollars

That I'll beat you very next game

Jack a diamonds Jack a diamonds

Well I know you of old

Well you rob my poor pocket

Of my silver and my gold

Sometimes I wonder

What makes women love men

And sometimes I wonder

What makes men love them

Gonna build me a castle

On the mountain so high

So I can see my sofe

As she goes on by

Well the cuckoo she's a fine bird

And she warbles as she flies

And she never hollers cuckoo

Till the tenth day of July