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lyrics

Gonna build me, a log cabin, on a mountain so high,
So I can, see Willy, as she goes passing by.
Oh, the cuckoo, she's a pretty bird, Lord, she warbles as she flies, She'll never, holla cuckoo, til the fourth day of July.

Well I played cards, in old England, And I've gambled in Spain, And I'll bet you, ten dollars, That I'll beat you next game.
Jack o' diamonds, jack o' diamonds, I know you of old
You robbed my poor pockets, of silver and of gold.

Oh, it's gamblin', that's brought me prison, And it's gamblin' that's brought me pain.
I'll never, see the cuckoo, or hear her song again
Oh, the cuckoo, she's a pretty bird. Lord, she warbles as she flies.
She'll never, cause you trouble, And she'll never tell no lies.
My horses, they ain't hungry, And they won't eat your hay.
I'll drive home, just a little further, Wonder why you treat me this way.
There's one thing, that's been a puzzle, Since the day that time began:
A man's love for, for his woman, And her sweet love for her man.

Oh, the cuckoo, she's a pretty bird, Lord, she warbles as she flies;
She'll never, say cuckoo, til the fourth day of July.

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from Welcome to Pronghorn Country, released September 2, 2022

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Pronghorn Bournemouth, UK

From the heady days of blagging festival wristbands and jumping security fences, armed with an array of kitchen apparatus which were subsequently bashed and thumped to the percussive rhythm of various stringed instruments, Pronghorn have streamlined their operation down to a straight six, and with the maturity of a well-aged cider, have become a potent brew with an abv% that could pickle turnips ... more

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