Rob Getzschman - The Coo-Coo Bird

Well the coo-coo is a pretty bird
She warbles as she flies
But she never hollers coo-coo
Til the fourth day of July

I've gambled in the mountains
And I've gambled in the plains
And I'll bet you one hundred dollars
That I'll beat you next game

Gonna build me a log cabin
On the mountaintop so high
So that I can see old Willie
As he goes paddlin' by

Jack of diamonds, Jack of diamonds
I've known you of old
'Cause you've robbed all my poor pockets
Of my silver and my gold

I've gambled in England
And I've gambled in Spain
And I'm going back to Georgia
To gamble my last game

Well the coo-coo she's a pretty bird
She warbles as she flies
But she never hollers coo-coo
Til the fourth day of July

Written by:
Rob Getzschman

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