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while the farmers working hard
We be Cornish Tailors
Chorus:
Tomma ni, tena ni, (o)beri wren ni pub le oll,
(o) beri wren ni dres an jydh gans kan pynag

and here's the gun
Go and do what must be done, clear a space for our new Eden

From the flotsam of the gale wren builds rafters for the roof
And for the walls

since Shane MacGowan
Wren Boys, we're strapped with more hammers than Jarrod Bowen
It's rough out outside spiteful pricks want me dead
Why they saying

A Love Song

Loggins & Messina

The Essential Kenny Loggins [Limited Edition 3.0]

2002

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

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

A Love Song

Lee Greenwood

Inside and Out

1982

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,

A Love Song

Loggins & Messina

Pure... Acoustic

2014

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

Pools of Mercury

Jim Carroll

Pools of Mercury

1998

like a curse
What's best for them is always bought 
at the price of something worse

Wren's heart of ashes, the glue-on lashes
Her baby's in

The Cutty Wren

Chumbawamba

English Rebel Songs 1381-1984

1998

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

to
I don't belong here with all these people and their friends
I don't belong here, i am listening to Wrens
Someday i'll find myself back at home
Yeah

the score now
Wash your hands, wash your hands bitch, what whaat!

Yes... I've got one. But seriously though, stay safe indoors, yeah?
Wren Boys, Wren Girls,

Flying high, flying low
Little wren flits at my window
Flying left and flying right
Been waiting for your sign
My bag sits by the door
I need nothing

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

Sat me down on a blue sky day
Watched a blue wren play
He's on a mission and he won't sit still
Until the blue skies fade away

Well I'm with you

See a kestrel soar, high above the roar, of the waves			

Dawn glows early in a symphony of song
Clattering alarm of the bay wren calling				
Black hawk

muerte

Al sentirse responsable Wren quería buscar la forma 
De acabar el sufrimiento y el horror que las aborda 
Estando al tanto que su mente degradaba

the search team came, guess what I did next
I headed for the hills, I hid deep in a ridge cleft
With the insects right next to a wren's nest
Stayed there until

The writing's on the wall
And it's safe to say, we're not friends anymore
Anymore... no no, noooo

Yeah,
Keep your heart Wren Boy, keep your heart
These girls are

I'll pay rent to birds
Magpie, I am your tenant now
Why pay rent to a landlord
When we could pay a wren instead?
Magpie, do you even know
How much

a purpose
I know I do too

I dig Marie
I dig Marie
I dig Marie
I dig Marie

Wren's gathering twigs for a bird's nest
The river captain ferries those folks

thin as a wren´s bone
in a birth bloody room unknown
to the burn ant the turn of time
and the heart print of men
bows no baptims
but dark alone
blessing

friends
I'll burn that bridge no need to pretend
Old school days kicked ball at Wren's
I got a barbie like Ken
Can't cuff that bitch
She belongs to the ends

There's a world where you run from and world where you get 
I was running from the red line with a wren in my sight 
Smallest wing and deepest sky

to the empires
That brought torture and the bonfire
We knew that all the town's eyes
Would be fixed on the gallant Wren boys

It was a cold crisp bright beautiful