The Cuckoo lyrics

Well the cuckoo is a pretty bird And she warbles as she flies But she never says cuckoo Till the fifth day of July I've gambled in England And I've gambled in Spain If I's here for to gamble I'd win you next game I build me a cabin On the mountain so high So I can see Willy As he goes passing by Oh Willy Oh Willy I'm afraid of your ways Your mind is to gambling And lead me a-stray Well the cuckoo is a pretty bird And she warbles as she flies But she never says cuckoo Till the fifth day of July