Gonna build me log cabin
On a mountain so high
So I can see Willie
As he goes passing by

Oh, the coo-coo, she’s a pretty bird
She warbles as she flies
She never says coo-coo
Till the fourth day July

I’ve played cards in England
I’ve played cards in Spain
I’ll bet you ten dollars
I beat you next game

Jack-a-Diamonds, Jack-a-Diamonds
I’ve known you from old
You’ve robbed my poor pocket
Of my silver and my gold

My horses ain’t hungry
They won’t eat your hay
I’ll drive on a little further
I’ll feed ‘em on my way