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Well, the cuckoo, she's a fine bird
And she warbles as she flys
And she never hollers, "Cuckoo"
Till the fourth day of July
Well, I've played cards in England
And I've played cards up in Spain
And I'll bet you ten dollars
That I'll beat you, very next game
Jack a'Diamonds, Jack a'Diamonds
Well, I know you of old
Well, you rob my poor pocket
Of my silver and my gold
Sometimes I wonder
What makes women love men
And sometimes I wonder
What makes men love them
Gonna build me a castle
On the mountain so high
So I can, see my Marilyn
As she goes on by
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