oh the cuckoo, she’s a pretty bird
and she warbles when she flies
and she never hollers coo coo
till the fourth day of july
jack of diamonds, jack of diamonds
i’ve known you of old
now you robbed my poor pockets
of my silver and gold
gonna get me, get me a shotgun
just as long as i am tall
gonna fill my big shotgun
with a ten inch iron ball
gonna build me a log cabin
on a mountain far away
gonna live there with my true love
till we both done passed away
sometimes i wonder
what makes women love men
then i look back and i wonder
what makes men love them
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