[1] Oh the cuckoo she's a [6m] pretty bird
She [4] warbles as she [5] flies
But I [1] never give her [6m] water
'Til the [4] fourth day of Ju-[5]-ly

It is often that I wonder
Why women love men
And I look back and I wonder
Why men are men

Gonna build me a castle
On a mountain so high
So that I can see my true love
As she passes by

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