Verse
D
Oh, the cuckoo is a pretty bird
F G
That wobbles as she flies
D
But she never says coo-coo
F D
Till the fourth day of July
[Verse]
G D
I've gambled in England
G D
I've gambled in Spain
D
An' I bet you ten dollars
F D
That I'll beat you next game
[Verse]
D
I build me a cabin
F D
On a mountain so high
D
So I can see Nelly
F D
As she goes ridin' by
[Verse]
D
I wish I was a poet
F D
An' could write a fine hand
D
I'd write my love a letter
F
Lord, she would understand.