Cuckoo Bird کے بول

Oh the cuckoo she's a pretty bird She warbles as she flies But I never give her water ‘Til the fourth day of July It is often that I wonder Why women love men And I look back and I wonder Why men are men Oh the cuckoo she's a pretty bird She warbles as she flies But I never give her water ‘Til the fourth day of July Gonna build me a castle On a mountain so high So I can see my true love As she passes by Oh the cuckoo she's a pretty bird She warbles as she flies But I never give her water ‘Til the fourth day of July Jack o' diamonds, jack o' diamonds I know you of old You have robbed me of my poor pockets Of silver and gold Oh the cuckoo she's a pretty bird She warbles as she flies But I never give her water ‘Til the fourth day of July