D
The wren, the wren, the king of all birds
G A
on St. Stephen's Day got caught in the furze
D
So it’s up with the kettle and down with the pan
G A D
give us a penny to burry the wren
As I was gone to Killenaule
I met the wren upon the wall
I upped with me wattle and knocked him down
and brought him into Carrick town
Little bird, little bird, where is your nest?
'Tis in the bush that I love best
It’s in the tree, the holly tree
where all the boys do follow me
We followed the wren three miles or more
three miles or more, three miles or more
We followed the wren three miles or more
at six o'clock in the morning
I have a little box under me arm
under me arm, under me arm
I have a little box under me arm
a penny or tuppence'll do it no harm
Mrs. O’Gill is a very good woman
a very good woman, a very good woman
Mrs. O’Gill is a very good woman
she gave us a penny to bury the wren