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Well the cuckoo she's a pretty bird
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And she wobbles as she flies
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But the cuckoo never wobbles
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Till the sixth day of July
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Jack o'Diamonds, Jack o'Diamonds
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Well I know you from old
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You've robbed my poor pockets
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Of that silver and gold
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Well I played cards in England
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And I played cards in Spain
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But if I's here for to gamble
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I would win you next game
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Well the cuckoo she's a pretty bird
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And she wobbles as she flies
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But the cuckoo never wobbles
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Till the sixth day of July
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The Cuckoo
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| Hans Theessink |
