Oh, the cuckoo, she's a pretty bird, and she warbles when she flies*
But she never hollers cuckoo till the fourth day of July
Said Jack o'Diamonds, well Jack o'Diamonds, well I know you of old
Honey you robbed me of my silver and out of all my gold
All of my gold, all of my gold
Well, Jack o'Diamonds, oh Jack o'Diamonds, oh I know you of old
Honey, you robbed me of my silver and out of all my gold
Said the cuckoo, she's a cruel bird, and she warbles when she flies
And every time that she passes, my true love says good-bye
Well, says good-bye, well says good-bye
Ooh, ooh, ooh, whoo, ooh ...