The Cuckoo (with Roland Van Campenhout) Lyrics - Wheels Within Wheels - Rory Gallagher

Oh, the cuckoo she's a pretty bird 

And she warbles as she flies 

And she never holler cuckoo 

'Til the 4th day of July 

Jack of Diamonds, Jack of Diamonds 

Well, I've known you of old 

Well, you've robbed my poor pockets 

Of the silver and the gold 

I'm goin' up up on a mountain 

I' m gonna build me a whiskey still 

And I'll sell you one bottle 

For a twenty dollar-bill 

I'm going up upon a hillside 

And I'm gonna stand lookin' down 

So I can see my little baby 

Whenever she is walking around 

Oh, the cuckoo she's a pretty bird 

And she warbles as she flies 

Well, she brings us glad tidings 

And she never tells no lies 

Jack of Diamonds, Jack of Diamonds 

You're the meanest card I know 

Well, you robbed my poor pockets 

And you nearly stole my soul 

Well, I'll eat when I'm hungry 

And I'll drink when I'm dry 

And if some woman don't shoot me 

Then I'll live a long time