The Cuckoo

[00:11.67] Oh the cuckoo she's a pretty bird
[00:14.92] She sings as she flies
[00:20.03] She bringeth good tiding, she telleth no lies
[00:27.83] She sucketh white flowers
[00:30.78] For to keep her voice clear
[00:35.65] And never she sings 'cuckoo' til summer draweth near
[00:46.89] As I was a-walking and talking one day
[00:54.64] I met my own true love as he came that way
[01:02.69] Though to meet him was a pleasure
[01:05.37] Though the courting was a-woe
[01:10.18] For I've found him false hearted, he'd kiss me
[01:14.78] And then he'd go
[01:21.40] I wish I was a scholar and could handle the pen
[01:29.23] I'd write to my lover and to all roving men
[01:36.97] I would tell them of the grief and woe that attend on their lies
[01:44.76] I would wish them have pity on the flower, when it dies
[02:30.36] I wish I was a scholar and could handle the pen
[02:38.31] I'd write to my lover and to all roving men
[02:45.64] I would tell them of the grief and woe that attend on their lies
[02:53.32] I would wish them have pity on the flower, when it dies
[03:04.87] As I was a-walking and talking one day
[03:12.61] I met my own true love as he came that way
[03:20.45] Though to meet him was a pleasure
[03:23.18] Though the courting was a-woe
[03:27.93] For I've found him false hearted, he'd kiss me
[03:32.79] And then he'd go
[03:39.15] Oh the cuckoo she's a pretty bird
[03:42.16] She sings as she flies
[03:47.21] She bringeth good tiding, she telleth no lies
[03:54.98] She sucketh white flowers
[03:57.97] For to keep her voice clear
[04:02.89] And never she sings 'cuckoo' til summer draweth near
[04:13.81] And never she sings 'cuckoo' til summer draweth near
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