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- Chorus:
Oh the cuckoo, she's a pretty bird,
She warbles, as she flies.
But I never give her water,
Till the fourth day of July.
- It is often, that I wonder,
Why women love men.
And I'd look back, and I wonder,
Why men are men.
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- Wanted to build me another castle,
On a mountain so high;
So that I can see my true love,
As she passes by.
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- Jack of diamonds, Jack of diamonds,
I know, you are woe;
You have robbed my poor pockets
Of silver and of gold.
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