The Cuckoo Is A Pretty Bird Lyrics
The Cuckoo (布谷鸟) - Bob Dylan
Oh the cuckoo is a pretty bird
That wobbles as she flies
But she never says coo coo
Till the fourth day of july
I've gambled in england
I've gambled in spain
An' I bet you ten dollars
That I'll beat you next game
I build me a cabin
On a mountain so high
So I can see nelly
As she goes ridin' by
I wish I was a poet
An' could write a fine hand
I'd write my love a letter
Lord she would understand