Gonna build me a log cabin On a mountain, so high So high I can see her wailing As she goes right by Oh, the cuckoo, she's a pretty bird She wobbles as she flies She'll never call a cuckoo Till the fourth day of July Oh, the cuckoo, she's a pretty bird She wobbles as she flies She'll never call a cuckoo Till the fourth day of July Oh, the cuckoo, she's a pretty bird She wobbles as she flies
