Track byCab Calloway and His Orchestra
We stole his bird Coo-coo! A mighty fine bird Coo-coo, coo-coo, coo-coo! We stole this bird from the coo-coo clock, and Brother Treadway put it in hoc Stop all trains, close all roads There's a mystery up in Harlem way So just relax and take it slow Please dig what I have to say Now, who stole the bird from the coo-coo clock? My coo-coo bird could swing At three o' clock he'd come on the hour And here's the way he'd sing Coo-coo! Coo-coo! Coo-coo! My coo-coo bird could swing See? My little bird couldn't eat no food He only loved to swing At six o' clock, he'd come on the hour And here's the way he'd sing Coo-coo, coo-coo! Coo-coo, coo-coo! Coo-coo, coo-coo! He only loved to swing Now, who stole the bird? Won't you bring him on back? That bird could solid swing At nine o' clock he'd come on out And here's the way he'd sing Coo-coo, coo-coo, coo-coo! Coo-coo, coo-coo, coo-coo! Coo-coo, coo-coo, coo-coo! My coo-coo bird could swing I want my coo-coo, coo-coo, coo-coo! Coo-coo, coo-coo, coo-coo! Coo-coo, coo-coo, coo-coo! My coo-coo bird could swing!