Bonny Cuckoo - Shirley & Dolly Collins

My bonny cuckoo, I tell thee true

That through the groves I’ll rove with you

I’ll rove with you until the next spring

And then my cuckoo shall sweetly sing

The ash and the hazel shall mourning say

O bonny cuckoo, don’t go away

Don’t go away, but tarry here

And sing for us throughout the year

Cuckoo, cuckoo, pray tarry here

And make the spring last all the year