The wren, the wren the king of all birds
St. Stephen's day she was caught in the furze
Although she was little her family was great
So rise up landlady and give us a treat
Up with the kettle and down with the pan
A penny or twopence will bury this wren
This little wren she had but ten
And reared them up into great big men
We followed this wren five miles or more
Through ditches and hedges my breeches got tore
From bush to bush, from tree to tree
At the hill of Caragh we broke her knee
We dipped her head in a barrel of beer
I wish you all a Merry Xmas and a Happy New Year