Lyrics:
Like so many girls, Jenny Wren could sing
But a broken heart, took her soul away
Like the other girls, Jenny Wren took wing
She could see
ready to have a good time...
Yeah you're fucking with the
Wren Boys, Wren Boys
Wren Boys, Wren Boys
Wren Boys, Wren Boys
Wren Boys, Wren Boys
Yeah you're
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
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
Sipping sweat off my skin
Wren, you've been a naughty boy
Bite the pulp of my lips
Wren, I'm one of your toys
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,
Long way going to
Get my medicine
Sky's the autumn grey of a lonely wren
Piano from a window played
Gone tomorrow, gone yesterday
I found it
Surreal observation
While I lie in bed
Existential dread
Observe leaves thaw
Autumns dawn
A wren's melody
Echoes endlessly
Time decays
Yet remains
Little wren, little wren, little wren's calling out again
Little wren, little wren, little wren's calling out again
Sun's out early Monday morning
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, he
The Robin sings
His song for me
What do you see
The cutty wren
Is she your friend
Sweet Jenny Wren
The Winter King
Word on a wing
Let him sing
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
everyone
Hunting the wren
With bows and with arrows
How will you cook him
Baked boild and roasted
We'll come to the dinner
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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,
Twenty years from now
With a bright heart, I'll walk here
And be beguiled
Birds Wren, Redwinged Blackbird, Yellowheaded Blackbird
Goose, Yellow
Shadows on the snow
Three in a row
You're done
The cold makes you warm
The ending of the storm leaves none
Pastor Wren
Don't hide
You're out again
I
Grew from boy to man
With the boys of Barr Na Sráide
Who hunted for the wren
With cudgels stout we roamed about
To hunt the grey dreólin
We
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