Lyrics:

Oh the cuckoo she's a pretty bird
She warbles when she flies
She don't ever holler 'cuckoo'
Till the fourth day of July

Jack of diamonds
Jack of diamonds
I know you of old
You rob my poor pockets of silver and gold

Oh the cuckoo she's a pretty bird
I wish that she was mine
She don't ever drink water
She only drinks wine

Gonna build me a log cabin
On a mountain so high
So I can see Willy
When he goes on by

Oh the cuckoo she's a pretty bird
She warbles when she flies
She don't ever holler 'cuckoo'
Till the fourth day of July