Oh, the cuckoo, she's a pretty bird
And she warbles and she flies
And she never has a sad word
Till the fourth day of July
She just sucks on pretty flowers
Just to keep her voice so clear
And she never hollers, "Cuckoo"
Till the last day of the year (take it)
I'm a viper, and I like her
And her name is Mary Jane
Makes no matter how you love her
Y'know she'll do ya just the same
In the daybreak, come tomorrow
But where she found, no tongue can tell
But she'll leave you without your sorrow
For just a Godspeed and fare thee well, walk on!
I'm a soldier in your army
And I'm fighting stranger's war
All them bullets try to find me
But don't seem to care, babe, what I'm here for
We got the time now for one more kiss now
Then I must be on my way
Let's make love now to the sunrise
Then there's nothing more to say
Ooh
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