Well, the cuckoo she's a pretty bird
She warbles as she flies
She never hollers cuckoo
Till the fourth day, July

I've played cards in England
I've gambled in Spain
I'll bet you ten dollars
I'll beat you next game

Jack of Diamonds, Jack of Diamonds
I knew you from old
You robbed my poor pockets
Of silver and gold

Gonna build me log cabin
On a mountain so high
So I can see Nelly
As she goes riding by

Well, the cuckoo she's a pretty bird
She warbles as she flies
She never hollers cuckoo
Till thе fourth day, July