The Wren, The Wren the king of all birds
St. Stephen's day she was caught on the furze
Although she was little her family was great
Rise up lan laddy and give us a trate
We're following this wren all day, all day.
Through mucky water and yellow clay
From bush, to bush, from tree to tree.
Against Corrigeen Rock I broke my knee.
Up with the kettle and down with the pan. Give us our answer and let us be gone. Give us the money and keep the beer, and I wish your all happy New Year
If your money is slack, give us a slice of Barm Brack.
Up with the kettle and down with the pan.
Give us our answer and let us be gone.
