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[Verse 1]
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Oh the cuckoo she's a pretty bird - She sings as she flies
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She bringeth good tiding, she telleth no lies
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She sucketh white flowers - For to keep her voice clear
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And the more she singeth 'cuckoo' the summer draweth near
[Verse 2]
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As I was a-walking and talking one day
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I met my own true love as he came that way
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Though to meet him was a pleasure - Though the courting was a-woe
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For I've found him false hearted, he'd kiss me - And then he'd go
[Verse 3]
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I wish I were a scholar and could handle the pen
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I'd write to my lover and to all roving men
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I would tell them of the grief and woe that attend on their lies
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I would wish them have pity on the flower, when it dies
[Instrumental]
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[Verse 3]
Dm C Dm Dm Am
I wish I were a scholar and could handle the pen
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I'd write to my lover and to all roving men
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I would tell them of the grief and woe that attend on their lies
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I would wish them have pity on the flower, when it dies
[Verse 2]
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As I was a-walking and talking one day
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I met my own true love as he came that way
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Though to meet him was a pleasure - Though the courting was a-woe
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For I've found him false hearted, he'd kiss me - And then he'd go
[Verse 1]
Dm C Dm Dm Am
Oh the cuckoo she's a pretty bird - She sings as she flies
Dm C Dm Dm Dm
She bringeth good tiding, she telleth no lies
F Dm Cm C G Gm Dm Dm
She sucketh white flowers - For to keep her voice clear
Dm C Bbm Am G Dm Am Dm Am
And the more she singeth 'cuckoo' the summer draweth near
[Outro]
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And the more she singeth 'cuckoo' the summer draweth near
