We miss you cuckoo, miss your song
At this time of year
Once, we heard you all day long
Now gone, for good I fear
But we have a substitute
Harbinger of spring
The humble little chiff-chaff
Proclaiming loud and clear
Truth to tell he always did
But now the cuckoo's gone
The little brown job got promoted
We're holding him more dear
Keep singing tiny chiff-chaff
Come back again next year
Escape the winter's chill in Africa
Come springtime, re-appear
Mar 22, 2012
Mar 22, 2012 at 3:41 PM UTC
We miss you cuckoo, miss your song
At this time of year
Once, we heard you all day long
Now gone, for good I fear
But we have a substitute
Harbinger of spring
The humble little chiff-chaff
Proclaiming loud and clear
Truth to tell he always did
But now the cuckoo's gone
The little brown job got promoted
We're holding him more dear
Keep singing tiny chiff-chaff
Come back again next year
Escape the winter's chill in Africa
Come springtime, re-appear
Once widespread, the cuckoo is now a rare bird in my area.
