G Am7 G/B C
Standing at the bus stop with my shopping in my hands
And I’m overhearing elder ladies as the rumours start to fly
You can hear them in the school yard, in the scrap yard
In the chip shop, in the phone box
In the pool hall, at the shoe store, every corner turned around
It started with a school girl who was running
Running home to her Mam and Dad
Told them she was playing, in the change room
of the local football side
They said tell us again, she told them again,
tell us the truth, they found it hard to believe
‘Cause he taught our Steve, he even trained me,
taught our John who’s a father of three
Am7 F C
Only takes one tree, to make a thousand matches
Am7 F C G Am7 G/B C
Only takes one match, to burn a thousand trees
G Am7 G/B C
А thousand trees
G Am7 G/B C
You see it in the classroom
In the swimming pool
Where the match stick men are made
At the scout’s hall
At the football
Where the wise we trust are paid
They all honour his name
He did a lot for the game
Got his name knocked up above the sports ground gates
But they’re ripping them down, stamping the ground
Picture gathers dust behind the bar in the lounge
Am7 F C
Only takes one tree, to make a thousand matches
Am7 F C G Am7 G/B C
Only takes one match, to burn a thousand trees
G Am7 G/B C
А thousand trees
D F C
Wake up, and smell the rain
D F C
Shake up, he’s back to stay
D F C
He hasn’t been on a holiday
D F
Growing seeds don’t believe
C G Am7 G/B C
Why he’s been away
Standing at the bus stop with my shopping in my hands
And I’m overhearing elder ladies as the rumours start to fly
You can hear them in the school yard, in the scrap yard
In the chip shop, in the phone box
In the pool hall, at the shoe store, every corner turned around
It started with a school girl who was running
Running home to her Mam and Dad
Told them she was playing, in the change room
of the local football side
They said tell us again, she told them again,
tell us the truth, they found it hard to believe
‘Cause he taught our Steve, he even trained me,
taught our John who’s a father of three
Am7 F C
Only takes one tree, to make a thousand matches
Am7 F C G Am7 G/B C
Only takes one match, to burn a thousand trees
G Am7 G/B C
А thousand trees
G Am7 G/B C
You see it in the classroom
In the swimming pool
Where the match stick men are made
At the scout’s hall
At the football
Where the wise we trust are paid
They all honour his name
He did a lot for the game
Got his name knocked up above the sports ground gates
But they’re ripping them down, stamping the ground
Picture gathers dust behind the bar in the lounge
Am7 F C
Only takes one tree, to make a thousand matches
Am7 F C G Am7 G/B C
Only takes one match, to burn a thousand trees
G Am7 G/B C
А thousand trees
D F C
Wake up, and smell the rain
D F C
Shake up, he’s back to stay
D F C
He hasn’t been on a holiday
D F
Growing seeds don’t believe
C G Am7 G/B C
Why he’s been away
G Am7 G/B C
In the school yard, changing room, playing field, bathroom
Phone box, office blocks, corners turn around
They keep doubting the flame, tossing the blame
Got his name knocked up above the sports ground gates
And they’re ripping them down, stamping the ground
Picture gathers dust in the bar in the lounge
Am7 F C
It takes one tree, to make a thousand matches
Am7 F C G Am7 G/B C
Only takes one match, to burn a thousand trees
G Am7 G/B C
А thousand trees
G Am7 G/B C
А thousand trees
G Am7 G/B C
А thousand trees
