‘Twas on a summer’s evening

We walked the forest through.

When suddenly we heard it:

The sweet and low cuckoo.

Cuckoo!  Cuckoo!  Cuckoo-koo-koo-koo!

Cuckoo!  Cuckoo!  Cuckoo-koo-koo-koo!

Mr. Moon, Mr. Moon,

You’re out too soon.

The sun is still in the sky.

Go back to bed,

And cover up your head.

And wait ‘till the day goes by!