"The Cuckoo (Is A Pretty Bird) (The Gaslight Cafe, NYC, 1962)" lyrics - BOB DYLAN

BOB DYLAN
"The Cuckoo (Is A Pretty Bird) (The Gaslight Cafe, NYC, 1962)"

Oh, the cuckoo is a pretty bird
She warbles as she flies
But she never sings cuckoo
'Til the forth day in July

I've a-gambled in England
I've gambled in Spain
I bet you ten dollars
That I'll beat you next game

I bet me a cabin
On a mountain so high
So I can see Mary
As she goes right by

I wish I was a poet
And could write a fine hand
I'd write my love letters
Lawd, she'd understand

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