" HUNT THE WREN "
Traditional Manx Song.

We'll hunt the wren, says Robin the Bobbin,
We'll hunt the wren, says Ritchie the Robin,
We'll hunt the wren, says Jack o' the land.
We'll hunt the wren, says every one.

Where, oh where ? says Robin the Bobbin,
Oh where, oh where ? says Ritchie the Robin
Where, oh where ? says Jack o' the land,
Where, oh where? says every one.

In yonder green bush, says Robin the Bobbin,
In yonder green bush, says Ritchie the Robin,
In yonder green bush, says Jack o' the land,
In yonder green bush, says every one.

How get him home ? says Robin the Bobbin,
How get him home? says Ritchie the Robin,
How get him home ? says Jack o' the land,
How get him home? says every one.

In the brewer's big cart, says Robin the Bobbin,
In the brewer's big cart, says Ritchie the Robin,
In the brewer's big cart, says Jack o' the land,
In the brewer's big cart, says every one.

How shall we eat him ? says Robin the Bobbin,
How shall we eat him? says Ritchie the Robin,
How shall we cat him? says Jack o' the land,
How shall we eat him? says every one.

With knives and forks, says Robin the Bobbin,
With knives and forks, says Ritchie the Robin,
With knives and forks, says Jack o' the land,
With knives and forks, says every one.

Eyes to the blind, says Robin the Bobbin,
Legs to the lame, says Ritchie the Robin,
Pluck to the poor, says Jack o' the land,
Bones to the dogs, says every one.

The wren, the wren, is king of the birds,
St. Stephen's Day he's caught in the furze
Although he is little, his family's great ;
We pray you, good people, give us a treat.