using the little finger to reach for the 3,
Oh the cuckoo, she's a pretty bird
And she warbles, as she flies
And she never, holler cuckoo
Until the 4th day, of July
Jack of Diamonds, Jack of Diamonds
You're the meanest, heart I know
Well you rob my, poor pockets
Of the silver, and of gold
I'm going up, up on a mountain
I'm gonna build me, a whiskey still
And I'll sell you, one bottle
For a twenty, dollar-bill
I'm going up, up on a mountain
I'm gonna stand, lookin' down
So I can see my, pretty baby
Whenever she, comes walking round
Oh the cuckoo, she's a pretty bird
And she warbles, as she flies
And she never, holler cuckoo
Until the 4th day, of July
Solo
Well I'll eat, when I'm hungry
And I'll drink, when I'm dry
And if some woman, don't shoot me
Then I'll live, a long time
Jack of Diamonds, Jack of Diamonds
Well I've known you, of old
Well you rob my, poor pockets
And you nearly, stole my soul
Oh the cuckoo, she's a pretty bird
And she warbles, as she flies
Well she brings us, glad tidings
And she never, tells no lies
Ohh-hoo-hoo, Mm-hmm-hmm, Mm-hmm, Mm-hmm-hmm
Mm-hmm-hmm, Mm-hmm-hmm, Mm-hmm, Mm-hmm