A ballad of a broken-hearted girl
Evocative acoustic balladeer
Story behind the song
Another folk song, this time from the perspective of a girl who's been betrayed by her lover.
Very sad!
- Alan Kim Cochran
Lyrics
Oh, the cuckoo she's a pretty bird
She sings as she flies
She brings us glad tidings
And tells us no lies
She sips wild flowers
For to keep her voice clear
And the more she sings "cuckoo"
The summer draws near
Oh, the grave it will rot me
'Bring me to dust
For an inconstant lover
No maiden can trust
They'll court you, and kiss you
And vow they'll be true
But the very next moment
They will bid you adieu
I wish I was a scholar
And could handle the pen
I'd write a letter to my love
And to all roving men
I would tell them of the grief and woe
That attend on their lies
I would wish them have pity
On a flower when it dies
As I walked the meadow
By the side of the brush
I heard two birds whistling
The blackbird and thrush
I asked of them the reason
So merry they be
And the answer they gave me:
"We are single and free"
Oh, the cuckoo she's a pretty bird
She sings as she flies
She brings us glad tidings
And tells us no lies
She sips from wild flowers
For to keep her voice clear
And the more she sings "cuckoo"
The summer draws near
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