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The Cuckoo Lyrics


oh the cuckoo (oh the cuckoo)
she's a pretty bird (she's a pretty bird)
she wore holes, as she flies
she never says cuckoo
till the fourth day of Julyjack of diamonds (jack of diamonds)
jack of diamonds (jack of diamonds)
I know you, from old
you've robbed my poor pockets
of my silver and my goldmy horses ain't hungry
they won't eat your hay
I'll ride them a little further
I'll feed them along the way

Enjoy the lyrics !!!

When Folkways sought in 1960 to return banjo man Ashley to the public eye, he brought along his neighbor Watson, a blind, flat-picking guitarist then playing in an electric rockabilly band. To say that Doc and his easy-going grace stole the show would be an understatement. It wasn’t just his crystal-clear picking style that so astonished, but also the encyclopedic bag of licks that enabled Doc to seemingly play all night without repeating any, and the equally infinite number of traditional songs he carried in his head.

Read more about Doc Watson & Clarence Ashley on Last.fm.


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