As I was a walking one morning in May,

I met a pretty fair maid and unto her did say,

"Oh for love I am inclined and I'll tell you me mind,

For me inclination lies in your cuckoo's nest."

Some like a girl who is pretty in the face,

At the bottom of her belly lies the cuckoo's nest.

"Me darling" says she "I am innocent and young,

And I scarcely can believe your false deluding tongue,

But I see it in your eyes and it fills me with surprise,

That your inclination lies in me cuckoo's nest."

"Me darling" says he "if you see it in me eyes,

Just think of it as fondness and do not be surprised,

For I love you me dear and I'll marry you I swear,

If you let me clap me hand on your cuckoo's nest."

"Me darling" says she "I shall do no such thing,

For me mother often told me it was committing sin,

Me maidenhead to lose and me sex to be abused,

So have no more to do with me cuckoo's nest."

"Me darling" says he "it's not committing sin,

For common sense should tell you it is a pleasant thing,

For you're brought into this world to increase and do your best,

And to help a man to heaven in your cuckoo's nest."

"Me darling" says she "I cannot you deny,

For you've surely won me heart with the roving of your eye,

But I see it in your eyes that you courage is surprised,

So gently lift your hand into me cuckoo's nest."

Now this couple they got married and soon they went to bed,

And now this pretty fair maid has lost her maidenhead,

In a small country cottage they increase and do their best,

And he often claps his hand unto her cuckoo's nest.