The Cuckoo Lyrics - Hem

(Traditional) 

Gonna build me a log cabin on a mountain so high 

So I can see my darling as she goes passing by 

Oh the cuckoo, she's a pretty bird and she warbles as she flies 

But she never says cuckoo 'til the fourth day of July 

Now my horses, they ain't hungry and they won't eat your hay 

So I'll ride on just a little further and feed them on the way 

Oh the cuckoo, she's a pretty bird and she warbles as she flies 

She will cause you never no trouble and she'll tell you no lie 

You can see that I have wandered by the dust that's on my feet