[00:00.00] 作曲 : Danny Thompson/John Renbourn/Bert Jansch/Terry Cox/Jacqui McShee[00:13.11]The Cuckoo is a pretty bird, she sings as she flies.[00:19.71] She bringeth good tidings, she telleth no lies[00:30.45] She sucketh white flowers for to keep her voice clear[00:36.69] And she never sings "cuckoo" till summer draweth near[00:40.83] As I once was a-walking and talking one day[01:02.52] I met my own true love as he came that way[01:03.33] Though the meeting him was pleasure, though the courting was woe[01:04.80] For I've found him false hearted, he'd kiss me, and then he'd go.[01:22.62] I wish I was a scholar and could handle the pen.[01:29.64] I'd write to my lover and to all roving men[01:38.25] I would tell them of the grief and woe that attend on their lies[01:46.11] I would wish them have pity on the flower, when it dies