here most of them go to the coursing in Silverspring.Scott LeminskiSandra Keogh CoughlanOn every St. Stephen's day the wren boys go from house to house singing songs and gathering money. The song that is usual sung is the wren. 'The wren, the wren the king of the birds, St. Stephens day she was caught in the furze although she is little her honour is great get up young lady and give us a treat. Dreoilin dreoilin where is your nest, it is in the bush that I love best, it is in the holly and ivy tree where all the wren boys follow me. As I was going to kill them all I met a wren upon the wall I up with my stick and I gave her a fall and I brought her in to see you all, up with the kettle and downScott Leminski