The Cuckoo - Hem

Gonna build me a log cabin on a mountain so high

So I can see my darling as she goes passing by

Oh the cuckoo, she’s a pretty bird and she warbles as she flies

But she never says cuckoo 'til the fourth day of July

Now my horses, they ain’t hungry and they won’t eat your hay

So I’ll ride on just a little further and feed them on the way

Oh the cuckoo, she’s a pretty bird and she warbles as she flies

She will cause you never no trouble and she’ll tell you no lie

You can see that I have wandered by the dust that’s on my feet

But now I’ll build me a log cabin and let my true love look for me