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The Cuckoo - Pentangle
Oh the cuckoo
She is a pretty bird she sings as she flies
She bringeth good tidings she telleth no lies
She sucketh white flowers for to keep her voice clear
And the march she sings a cuckoo
Till summer draweth near
As I once was a walking and talking one day
I met my own true love as he came that way
Though the meeting him was pleasure
Though the courting was woe
For I've found him false hearted
He'd kiss me and then he'd go
I wish I was a scholar
And could handle the pen
I'd write to my lover and to all roving men
I would tell them of the grief and woe
That attend on their lies
I would wish them have pity
On the flower when it dies
I wish I was a scholar
And could handle the pen
I'd write to my lover and to all roving men
I would tell them of the grief and woe
That attend on their lies
I would wish them have pity
On the flower when it dies
As I once was awalking and talking one day
I met my own true love as he came that way
Though the meeting him was pleasure
Though the courting was woe
For I've found him false hearted
He'd kiss me and then he'd goes
The cuckoo is a pretty bird she sings as she flies
She bringeth good tidings she telleth no lies
She sucketh white flowers for to keep her voice clear
And the march she sings cuckoo
Till summer draweth near
And the march she sings cuckoo
Till summer draweth near
- 1 Pentangle
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[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com[00:00.47]The Cuckoo - Pentangle
[00:11.80]Oh the cuckoo
[00:13.21]She is a pretty bird she sings as she flies
[00:20.00]She bringeth good tidings she telleth no lies
[00:27.62]She sucketh white flowers for to keep her voice clear
[00:35.56]And the march she sings a cuckoo
[00:38.53]Till summer draweth near
[00:47.00]As I once was a walking and talking one day
[00:54.81]I met my own true love as he came that way
[01:02.37]Though the meeting him was pleasure
[01:05.36]Though the courting was woe
[01:10.17]For I've found him false hearted
[01:13.09]He'd kiss me and then he'd go
[01:21.48]I wish I was a scholar
[01:24.23]And could handle the pen
[01:29.25]I'd write to my lover and to all roving men
[01:36.88]I would tell them of the grief and woe
[01:39.86]That attend on their lies
[01:44.66]I would wish them have pity
[01:47.03]On the flower when it dies
[02:30.16]I wish I was a scholar
[02:33.15]And could handle the pen
[02:38.16]I'd write to my lover and to all roving men
[02:45.66]I would tell them of the grief and woe
[02:48.64]That attend on their lies
[02:53.46]I would wish them have pity
[02:55.83]On the flower when it dies
[03:04.70]As I once was awalking and talking one day
[03:12.60]I met my own true love as he came that way
[03:20.21]Though the meeting him was pleasure
[03:23.30]Though the courting was woe
[03:28.01]For I've found him false hearted
[03:30.97]He'd kiss me and then he'd goes
[03:39.12]The cuckoo is a pretty bird she sings as she flies
[03:46.95]She bringeth good tidings she telleth no lies
[03:54.83]She sucketh white flowers for to keep her voice clear
[04:02.65]And the march she sings cuckoo
[04:05.70]Till summer draweth near
[04:13.75]And the march she sings cuckoo
[04:16.79]Till summer draweth near
