Hunting The Wren

Finnegan Tui

Lời bài hát Hunting The Wren của Finnegan Tui

Verse 1 Sharp Is The Wind Cold Is The Rain Harsh Is The Livelong Day Upon The Wide Open Plain By Donnelly's Hollow Under Sad Gorse And Furze There Lies A Young Wren Oh By The Saints She Was Cursed Pre-Chorus The Wren Is A Small Bird How Pretty She Sings She Bested The Ea-Gle When She Hid In Its Wings Chorus With Sticks And With Stones Among The Small Mounds They Come From All Ov-Er To Hunt The Wren On The Wide Open Ground Verse 2 With Cold Want And Whisky She Soon Is Run Down Her Body Para-Ded On A Staff Through The Town Chorus Attacked In The Village And Spat On In Town They Come From All Ov-Er To Hunt The Wren On The Wide Open Ground Bridge They Flock Round The Soldiers In Their Jackets So Red For Barrack Room Fa-Vours Pennies And Bread The Soldier Is Rough In Anger Or Fun And He Causes Much Blood-Shed With His Big Musket Gun Pre-Chorus The Wren Is A Small Bird How Pretty She Sings She Bested The Ea-Gle When She Hid In Its Wings Chorus With Sticks And With Stones Among The Small Mounds They Come From All Ov-Er To Hunt The Wren On The Wide Open Ground