The Cuckoo

The Cuckoo
Oh the cuckoo she’s a pretty bird she sings as she flies,
She brings us more tidings she tells us no lies;
She sucks all the small birds eggs to keep her voice clear,
And the more she sings cuckoo the Autumn comes near.
As sung by Lemmy Brazil, Gloucester 7 May 1966 (Springthyme 66.5.6). In: Shepheard, Peter. Folk Songs and Ballads of the Brazil Family of Gloucester (1967)

Oh the cuckoo she’s a pretty bird she sings as she flies,
She brings us more tidings she tells us no lies;
She sucks all the small birds eggs to keep her voice clear,
And the more she sings cuckoo the Autumn comes near.


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