The Cuckoo is a bonny bird,
She sings as she flies,
She brings us good tidings,
And tells us no lies.
She sucks little bird’s eggs
To make her voice clear,
And never cries Cuckoo!
Till Spring of the year.
The Cuckoo is a bonny bird,
She sings as she flies,
She brings us good tidings,
And tells us no lies.
She sucks little bird’s eggs
To make her voice clear,
And never cries Cuckoo!
Till Spring of the year.
See also: The Cuckoo Is A Fine Bird.