The Wren Song
|The wren, the wren, the king of all birds,|
St. Stephen's Day was caught in the furze,
Although he was little his honour was great,
Jump up me lads and give him a treat.
Up with the kettle and down with the pan,
And give us a penny to bury the wren.
2. As I was going to Killenaule,
|3. Droolin, Droolin, wheres your nest?|
Tis in the bush that I love best
In the tree the holly tree,
Where all the boys do follow me.
4. We followed the wren three miles or more,
5. I have a little box under me arm,