The Coo Coo Bird

Oh the coo coo, she's a good bird
How  she warbles when she flies
And  she never hollers coo coo
Until the fourth day of July

Jack of diamonds, Jack of diamonds
I've  known you from old
You've  robbed my poor pockets
Of my silver and my gold

I  gambled in England
And I gambled in Spain
I bet you ten dollars
That I'll beat you the very next game

Gonna  get me, get me a shotgun
Just as long as I am tall
Gonna fill my big shotgun
With a ten-inch iron ball

Gonna build me a log cabin
On a mountain far away
Gonna live there with my true love
'Til we're both dead and passed away

Sometimes I wonder
What makes women love me
And I look back and I wonder
What makes men love them