Cuckoo, cuckoo, sings thru the trees.
Cuckoo, cuckoo, sings thru the trees.
Horses are prancing, Lovers are dancing.
Cuckoo, cuckoo, give my heart ease.

Cuckoo, cuckoo, winter is past.
Cuckoo, cuckoo, winter is past.
Farmers all plowing, Lovers all vowing,
Cuckoo, cuckoo, spring's here at last.

Cuckoo, cuckoo, tell her it's spring.
Cuckoo, cuckoo, tell her it's spring.
My heart is burning; For love I'm yearning.
Cuckoo, cuckoo, I, too, would sing.