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