Tom Rush - Cuckoo lyrics

Oh the cuckoo she's a pretty bird And she warbles as she flies But she never holler cuckoo 'Til the 4th day of July Jack of diamonds, Jack of diamonds Well I've known you of old Well you've robbed my poor pockets Of the silver and the gold Well I'm goin' up up on the mountain I' m gonna build me a still And I'll sell you one gallon For a two-dollar bill Well, I'll eat when I'm hungry And I'll drink when I'm dry If some woman don't shoot me Then I'll live 'til I die Well for workin' I'm too lazy And beggin' that's too low Well train robbin' that's to dangerous So a-gamblin' Ill go Well the cuckoo she's a pretty bird And she warbles when she flies Well she brings us glad tidings Yes, she tells us no lies