Heather Dale - Hunting the Wren lyrics

Oh the wren, oh the wren is the king of all birds On St. Stephen's Day he got caught in the firs It's up with the kettle and down with the pan Give us a penny for to bury the wren Oh the wren, oh the wren is a terrible rake Won't you give us a penny for the little bird's wake? It's up with the bottle and it's down with the can Give us a penny for to bury the wren Oh the wren, oh the wren has the tiniest quill Won't you give us a penny for the little bird's will? It's up with the paper and it's down with the pen Give us a penny for to bury the wren Oh the wren, oh the wren is the king of all birds On St. Stephen's day he got caught in the firs It's up with the kettle and down with the pan Give us a penny for to bury the wren