We won’t know
when the cuckoo goes,
we’ll never know it’s gone,
we won’t know
when the cuckoo goes,
we’ve never heard its song.
We won’t know
when the cuckoo goes,
we’ll never know it’s gone,
we won’t know
when the cuckoo goes,
they say it won’t be long.
We won’t know
when the cuckoo goes,
we’ll say that nothing’s wrong,
until the day
that the cuckoo goes,
we’ll sing the cuckoo’s song.
And if the cuckoo goes,
then the cuckoo’s gone.
Daniel Greenwood 