Well, I THINK these are the lyrics, I had to listen very hard and I really can't make out some of the words in the 3rd and 4th stanzas -- I hope this helps!

Thanks again for the lyrics to North Americay!

cleod

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THE WREN IN THE FURZE

The wren, oh the wren, he's the king of all birds
On St. Stephen's Day he got caught in the furze
So it's up with the kettle and it's down with the pan
Won't you give us a penny for to bury the wren?

(Lilting -- I can't begin to imagine what he's saying here!)

Well, it's Christmas time that's why we're here
Please be good enough to give us an ear
For we'll sing and we'll dance if you give us the chance
And we won't be coming back for another whole year

(Lilting)

We'll play Kerry polkas; they're real hot stuff
We play the May sensation and a pinch of snuff
? jig and the Donegal reel
Music made for the spring in your heel

(Lilting)

If there's a drink in the house, would it make itself known?
Before I sing a song called the Banks of the ? (Loam?)
I drink with lubrinacation in poured
Me poor dry throat and I sing like a linnet

(Lilting)

Oh please give us something for the little bird's wake
A big lump of pudding or some Christmas cake
A fistful of goose and a hot cup of tea
And then we'll all be going on our way

(Lilting)

The wren, oh the wren, he's the king of all birds
On St. Stephen's Day he got caught in the furze
So it's up with the kettle and it's down with the pan
Won't you give us a penny for to bury the wren?

(Lilting)

HTML line breaks added. --JoeClone, 31-May-02.