Chords for The Pentangle - The Cuckoo. Actual lyrics and chords.
Tempo:
114.7 bpm
Chords used:
Dm
Am
G
C
Gm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Dm] [Am] [Dm]
[G] [C] [Dm]
[Am] [Dm]
[Am] Oh, [Dm] the [E] cuckoo, she's [C] a pretty [Dm] bird, she [Em] sings as [Dm] she flies.
[Am]
[D] She [E] bringeth [C] good tidings, [Dm] she [G] telleth [Am] no [Dm] lies.
[F] She [Gm] sucketh white [A] flowers [Bb] for to keep [G] her vines.
[Dm]
And the marshes look who the [G] summer [D] doth [Am] near.
[Dm]
[Am] [Dm] Whilst I [Am] was a [C]-walking [Dm] and [G] talking [Dm] one [Am] day,
[Dm] I met [E] my [C] own true love [Dm] as he [Em] came [Dm] that way.
Oh, the [Bb] meeting was a [Gm] pleasure, though the cuckoo
[Dm]
right round his heart [Am] did it [G] kiss me, [Am] and [Dm] then it [Am] glowed.
[Dm]
[Am] [Dm] I wish I [C] were a scholar [Dm] and could [G] handle [Dm] the pen.
[Am] [Dm] I'd write to [C] my lover [Dm] and to all [Em] [Dm] of England.
I would tell [Gm] them of a grief and woe that I'd had.
[Dm]
I would wish them half pity [Am] on the [G] flower [Dm] when it dies.
[Am] [Dm]
[Am] [Dm]
[C] [Am] [Dm]
[Em] [Dm] [Am]
[Dm] [C]
[Am] [Dm] [Em] [Dm]
[Gm] [F]
[Gm] I [Am]
[Dm]
[Am]
[G] [Am] [Dm]
[Am] [Dm]
[A] [Dm]
wish I [C] were a scholar [Dm] and could handle the pen.
[Am] [Dm] I'd write to [C] my lover [Dm] and to [G] all of [Dm] England.
I would tell them [Gm] of a grief and woe that [Dm] I'd had.
I would wish them half [Am]
pity on the [G] flower [Dm] when it dies.
[Am] [Dm]
[Am] As I was [C] a-walking [Dm] and [G] talking [Dm] one day,
[Am]
[Dm] I met my [C] own true love [Dm] as [G] he came [Dm] that way.
Oh, the meeting was [Gm] a pleasure, though the cuckoo
right round [Dm]
his heart [Am]
did it [G] kiss me, [Dm] and then it glowed.
[Am] [Dm]
[A] [D] Oh, the cuckoo, [C] she's a pretty bird, [Dm] she sings [Em] as [Dm] she [A] flies.
[D] She bringeth [C] good tidings, [Dm] she [G] telleth [Dm] no lies.
[F] She [Bb] sucketh white [B] flowers [Bb] for to keep her [Dm]
[Am]
[Bb] cuckoo the [G] summer [Dm] joyeth near.
[Am] [Dm] She
[Am] [Dm]
[Am] sucketh [Gm] white flowers for to keep her cuckoo [Am] the [G] summer joyeth [D] near.
[G] [C] [Dm]
[Am] [Dm]
[Am] Oh, [Dm] the [E] cuckoo, she's [C] a pretty [Dm] bird, she [Em] sings as [Dm] she flies.
[Am]
[D] She [E] bringeth [C] good tidings, [Dm] she [G] telleth [Am] no [Dm] lies.
[F] She [Gm] sucketh white [A] flowers [Bb] for to keep [G] her vines.
[Dm]
And the marshes look who the [G] summer [D] doth [Am] near.
[Dm]
[Am] [Dm] Whilst I [Am] was a [C]-walking [Dm] and [G] talking [Dm] one [Am] day,
[Dm] I met [E] my [C] own true love [Dm] as he [Em] came [Dm] that way.
Oh, the [Bb] meeting was a [Gm] pleasure, though the cuckoo
[Dm]
right round his heart [Am] did it [G] kiss me, [Am] and [Dm] then it [Am] glowed.
[Dm]
[Am] [Dm] I wish I [C] were a scholar [Dm] and could [G] handle [Dm] the pen.
[Am] [Dm] I'd write to [C] my lover [Dm] and to all [Em] [Dm] of England.
I would tell [Gm] them of a grief and woe that I'd had.
[Dm]
I would wish them half pity [Am] on the [G] flower [Dm] when it dies.
[Am] [Dm]
[Am] [Dm]
[C] [Am] [Dm]
[Em] [Dm] [Am]
[Dm] [C]
[Am] [Dm] [Em] [Dm]
[Gm] [F]
[Gm] I [Am]
[Dm]
[Am]
[G] [Am] [Dm]
[Am] [Dm]
[A] [Dm]
wish I [C] were a scholar [Dm] and could handle the pen.
[Am] [Dm] I'd write to [C] my lover [Dm] and to [G] all of [Dm] England.
I would tell them [Gm] of a grief and woe that [Dm] I'd had.
I would wish them half [Am]
pity on the [G] flower [Dm] when it dies.
[Am] [Dm]
[Am] As I was [C] a-walking [Dm] and [G] talking [Dm] one day,
[Am]
[Dm] I met my [C] own true love [Dm] as [G] he came [Dm] that way.
Oh, the meeting was [Gm] a pleasure, though the cuckoo
right round [Dm]
his heart [Am]
did it [G] kiss me, [Dm] and then it glowed.
[Am] [Dm]
[A] [D] Oh, the cuckoo, [C] she's a pretty bird, [Dm] she sings [Em] as [Dm] she [A] flies.
[D] She bringeth [C] good tidings, [Dm] she [G] telleth [Dm] no lies.
[F] She [Bb] sucketh white [B] flowers [Bb] for to keep her [Dm]
[Am]
[Bb] cuckoo the [G] summer [Dm] joyeth near.
[Am] [Dm] She
[Am] [Dm]
[Am] sucketh [Gm] white flowers for to keep her cuckoo [Am] the [G] summer joyeth [D] near.
Key:
Dm
Am
G
C
Gm
Dm
Am
G
[Dm] _ _ _ [Am] _ _ [Dm] _
_ [G] _ _ [C] _ [Dm] _ _
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ [Am] _ Oh, [Dm] the [E] cuckoo, she's [C] a pretty [Dm] bird, she [Em] sings as [Dm] she flies.
[Am] _
_ [D] She [E] bringeth [C] good tidings, [Dm] she [G] telleth [Am] no [Dm] _ lies.
_ [F] She [Gm] sucketh white [A] flowers [Bb] for to keep [G] her vines.
[Dm] _ _ _
_ And the marshes look who the [G] summer [D] doth _ [Am] near.
_ _ [Dm] _
_ _ [Am] _ _ [Dm] Whilst I [Am] was a [C]-walking [Dm] and [G] talking [Dm] one _ [Am] day,
_ [Dm] I met [E] my [C] own true love [Dm] as he [Em] came [Dm] that way.
_ _ Oh, the [Bb] meeting was a [Gm] pleasure, though the cuckoo
[Dm] _ _ _ _ _
_ right round his heart [Am] did it [G] kiss me, [Am] and [Dm] then it _ _ [Am] glowed.
_ [Dm] _
_ _ [Am] _ _ [Dm] I wish I [C] were a scholar [Dm] and could [G] handle [Dm] the _ pen.
[Am] _ _ [Dm] I'd write to [C] my lover [Dm] and to all [Em] [Dm] of England.
_ _ _ I would tell [Gm] them of a grief and woe that I'd had.
[Dm] _ _ _ _ _
_ I would wish them half pity [Am] on the [G] flower _ [Dm] when it dies.
[Am] _ _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ [C] _ _ [Am] _ [Dm] _
_ [Em] _ [Dm] _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ [C] _
_ [Am] _ [Dm] _ _ [Em] _ [Dm] _
_ _ _ _ [Gm] _ [F] _
_ _ [Gm] I [Am] _ _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ [Am] _ [Dm] _
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ [A] _ _ [Dm] _
wish I [C] were a scholar [Dm] and could handle the pen. _ _
[Am] _ [Dm] I'd write to [C] my lover [Dm] and to [G] all of [Dm] England.
_ _ _ I would tell them [Gm] of a grief and woe that [Dm] I'd had. _ _ _ _ _
I would wish them half [Am]
pity on the [G] flower [Dm] when it dies.
_ [Am] _ _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ [Am] _ _ As I was [C] a-walking [Dm] and [G] talking [Dm] one day,
[Am] _
_ [Dm] I met my [C] own true love [Dm] as [G] he came [Dm] that way.
_ Oh, the meeting was [Gm] a pleasure, though the cuckoo
right round [Dm] _ _ _ _
his heart _ [Am] _
did it [G] kiss me, [Dm] and then it glowed.
_ [Am] _ _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ [A] _ _ [D] Oh, the cuckoo, [C] she's a pretty bird, [Dm] she sings [Em] as [Dm] she _ [A] flies.
_ [D] She bringeth [C] good tidings, [Dm] she [G] telleth [Dm] no _ lies.
_ [F] She [Bb] sucketh white [B] flowers [Bb] for to keep her [Dm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
[Bb] cuckoo the [G] summer [Dm] joyeth near.
[Am] _ [Dm] She _
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ [Am] sucketh [Gm] white flowers for to keep her cuckoo [Am] the [G] summer _ _ joyeth [D] near. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ [C] _ [Dm] _ _
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ [Am] _ Oh, [Dm] the [E] cuckoo, she's [C] a pretty [Dm] bird, she [Em] sings as [Dm] she flies.
[Am] _
_ [D] She [E] bringeth [C] good tidings, [Dm] she [G] telleth [Am] no [Dm] _ lies.
_ [F] She [Gm] sucketh white [A] flowers [Bb] for to keep [G] her vines.
[Dm] _ _ _
_ And the marshes look who the [G] summer [D] doth _ [Am] near.
_ _ [Dm] _
_ _ [Am] _ _ [Dm] Whilst I [Am] was a [C]-walking [Dm] and [G] talking [Dm] one _ [Am] day,
_ [Dm] I met [E] my [C] own true love [Dm] as he [Em] came [Dm] that way.
_ _ Oh, the [Bb] meeting was a [Gm] pleasure, though the cuckoo
[Dm] _ _ _ _ _
_ right round his heart [Am] did it [G] kiss me, [Am] and [Dm] then it _ _ [Am] glowed.
_ [Dm] _
_ _ [Am] _ _ [Dm] I wish I [C] were a scholar [Dm] and could [G] handle [Dm] the _ pen.
[Am] _ _ [Dm] I'd write to [C] my lover [Dm] and to all [Em] [Dm] of England.
_ _ _ I would tell [Gm] them of a grief and woe that I'd had.
[Dm] _ _ _ _ _
_ I would wish them half pity [Am] on the [G] flower _ [Dm] when it dies.
[Am] _ _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ [C] _ _ [Am] _ [Dm] _
_ [Em] _ [Dm] _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ [C] _
_ [Am] _ [Dm] _ _ [Em] _ [Dm] _
_ _ _ _ [Gm] _ [F] _
_ _ [Gm] I [Am] _ _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ [Am] _ [Dm] _
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ [A] _ _ [Dm] _
wish I [C] were a scholar [Dm] and could handle the pen. _ _
[Am] _ [Dm] I'd write to [C] my lover [Dm] and to [G] all of [Dm] England.
_ _ _ I would tell them [Gm] of a grief and woe that [Dm] I'd had. _ _ _ _ _
I would wish them half [Am]
pity on the [G] flower [Dm] when it dies.
_ [Am] _ _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ [Am] _ _ As I was [C] a-walking [Dm] and [G] talking [Dm] one day,
[Am] _
_ [Dm] I met my [C] own true love [Dm] as [G] he came [Dm] that way.
_ Oh, the meeting was [Gm] a pleasure, though the cuckoo
right round [Dm] _ _ _ _
his heart _ [Am] _
did it [G] kiss me, [Dm] and then it glowed.
_ [Am] _ _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ [A] _ _ [D] Oh, the cuckoo, [C] she's a pretty bird, [Dm] she sings [Em] as [Dm] she _ [A] flies.
_ [D] She bringeth [C] good tidings, [Dm] she [G] telleth [Dm] no _ lies.
_ [F] She [Bb] sucketh white [B] flowers [Bb] for to keep her [Dm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
[Bb] cuckoo the [G] summer [Dm] joyeth near.
[Am] _ [Dm] She _
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ [Am] sucketh [Gm] white flowers for to keep her cuckoo [Am] the [G] summer _ _ joyeth [D] near. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _