Lyrics:
lies a young wren, oh
And by the saints she was cursed
The wren is a small bird
So pretty she sings
She bested the eagle
When she hid in its wings
And I thought I heard a song out my window all night long
But the ravens look like wrens to me now
Oh the ravens look like wrens to me now
And I
a robber
you robbed me of my wren!
oh, brother you have murdered
the one that i loved best!
the trees on yonder mountain
are bending to and fro
they remind
a young wren oh
By the saints she was cursed
The wren is a small bird
How pretty she sings
She bested the eagle
When she hid in its wings
With sticks
Or a rooster, a hen
Or a robin, or a wren, or a fly
Oh, who am I
Do you believe in reincarnation
Do you believe in reincarnation
Were you ever here before
a gallant bird.
So he doffed his hat to Jenny Wren, requesting to be heard.
"Oh, dearest Jenny Wren, if you will but be mine,
You shall feed on cherry pie
The wren raved a rich reel among the furze and briar
A wholesome song, the queen of all birds, form the egg shall arise
Oh sexton here's a tuppence for that
to the wood! said John the Red Nose
And what will you do there? said Milder to Moulder
Oh we may not tell you! said Festel to Fose
We'll shoot the cutty wren
The silent secret of it all
The sunlight cradles the morn
And through the loam, a longing kiss
As stem and petal start to lift
Oh these days
Wren
door
I stepped outside
The cold mountain air and the silence of the woods
Not a sparrow or wren spoke as I stood
Oh time
Why do you take away
All
"We'll hunt the Cutty Wren," said John the Red Nose
"We'll hunt the Cutty Wren," said John the Red Nose
"Oh, how will you shoot her?" said Milder
not a dove, I'm not a wren, I'm not a sparrow
I'm not angry I'm not proud or have feathers of yellow
I'm not a Swan, I'm not a Hawk
I don't have
of funny
W for wren, wrinkly, and who.
X is for Xian, an ancient Chinese city, true!
Ancient Chinese city, huh?
My guitar player, some hotshot.
Y is
Went for a walk with my binoculars
Hope to see a piper or a meadow lark
When i saw it standing there looking at me
That fucking martian wren from
time begins
No sounds cept the canyon wren, the wind will send
Silver sage scents the air, No place I'd rather be, then right there in the desert air
singing,
wren, redbird, pretty quick quick,
the wood thrush hymns,
and the apple tree answers.
Red ball, in the rising smoke,
breakfast out on the porch,
Oh, the town, it climbs the mountains and looks upon the sea
ct sleeping time or waking time, it's there I'd like to be.
To walk again those kindly
and the Venerable Bede is a tether for us
A multitudinous chorus that echoes through the fabric of life
Drake, Wren, Turing, Darwin
Blake, Lennon/McCartney
When I get lost, feel like I'm crossed
The Wren Boys are my salvation
And whenever I'm down, with no one around
My friends are my inspiration, yeah yeah
There's a wren in a willow wood
Flies so high and sings so good
And he brings to you, what he sings to you
Like my brother the wren and I
Well,
There's a wren in a willow wood
Flies so high and sings so good
And he brings to you, what he sings to you
Like my brother the wren and I
Well,
the open line
I tried to keep my nerve
Oh, but all I could see were lily white arms
And a gold and silken dress
And all I could hear was a good ol' song
sweet wrens made
Mama cared for our every need
With so many mouths to feed
Oh I always wondered when she got her rest
And years later, as daddy started
There's a wren in a willow wood
Flies so high and sings so good
And he brings to you what he sings to you
Like my brother, the wren and I
Well, he
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