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