Arr. Yarrow / Stookey / Travers / Okun / Jacobsen / Story

Oh the cuckoo she's a pretty bird,
she sings as she flies
She never gets lonesome
till the first day of July.

I've gambled in England,
and I've gambled down in Spain.
I gambled with five aces,
now I've gambled my last game.

Oh, it's gamblin' that's brought me prison,
And it's gamblin' that's brought me pain
I'll never see the cuckoo
or hear her song again

Jack o' diamonds, jack o' diamonds,
I know you of old
You robbed my poor pockets
of silver and of gold.

Oh the cuckoo she's a pretty bird,
she sings as she flies
She never gets lonesome
till the first day of July.