Oh, the cuckoo, she is a pretty bird
She sings as she flies
She brings us glad tidings
And she tells us no lies
She sucks all pretty flowers
To make her voice clear
And she never sings Cuckoo
Till the Spring of the year
Come all you young women
Take warnin' by me
Never place your affections
On the love of a man
For the roots, they will wither
The branches decay
He'll turn his back on you
And he'll walk square away
If you do forsake me
I'll not be forsworn
And they'll all be mistaken
If they think that I'll mourn
For I'll get myself up in
Some higher degree
And I'll walk as light by him
As he can by me
Oh, the cuckoo, she is a pretty bird
She sings as she flies
She brings us glad tidings
And she tells us no lies
She sucks all pretty flowers
To make her voice clear
And she never sings Cuckoo
Till the Spring of the year
She sings as she flies
She brings us glad tidings
And she tells us no lies
She sucks all pretty flowers
To make her voice clear
And she never sings Cuckoo
Till the Spring of the year
Come all you young women
Take warnin' by me
Never place your affections
On the love of a man
For the roots, they will wither
The branches decay
He'll turn his back on you
And he'll walk square away
If you do forsake me
I'll not be forsworn
And they'll all be mistaken
If they think that I'll mourn
For I'll get myself up in
Some higher degree
And I'll walk as light by him
As he can by me
Oh, the cuckoo, she is a pretty bird
She sings as she flies
She brings us glad tidings
And she tells us no lies
She sucks all pretty flowers
To make her voice clear
And she never sings Cuckoo
Till the Spring of the year
( Jean Ritchie )
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