[VERSE 1] Oh the cuckoo, she is a pretty bird, she sings as she flies She brings us good tidings, and she tells us no lies She sucks on pretty flowers to make her voice clear She never says cuckoo ‘til the spring of the year
[VERSE 2] Come all you young women take warning by me Never give your affections to the love of a man For the roots they will wither, the branches decay He'll turn his back on you, and he'll walk square away
[VERSE 3] If you do forsake me I'll not be forswarned And you'll be mistaken if you think that I'll mourn For I'll raise myself up to some higher degree I'll walk as light by him as he do by me
[VERSE 1] Oh the cuckoo, she is a pretty bird, she sings as she flies She brings us good tidings, and she tells us no lies She sucks on pretty flowers to make her voice clear She never says cuckoo ‘til the spring of the yearTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
