Song-A Thousand Trees 
Artist-Stereophonics
Tabbed by-Fieldybut@freeserve.net
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I can’t believe that no one has tabbed this yet its one of the best of the Phonics songs.  Its mainly just chords but it has a few little twiddles and that.

Intro:G-Am7-G-C
      G-Am7-G-C(riff)

Riff- e---------
      B-1-0-----
      G-----2-0-

Verse 1
G		Am7	    G		C
Standin at the bus stop with my shopping in my hand
	     G		Am7	    G 		C
When I’m over hearing elder ladies as the rumours start to fly
	      G		     Am7		   G		C
Hear it in the schoolyard in the scrapyard in the chip shop by the phone box
	G	       Am7	     C
In the pool hall, by the shoe stall every corner turn around
Verse 2
	      G		       Am7	   G		    C
Started with a school girl who was runnin, runnin home to her mum and dad 
		G	    Am7		  G		C
Told them she was playin in the changerooms of a local football side
		G		  Am7		   G						
They said “Tell us again” she told them again, “Tell us the truth” they found it hard 
     C
to believe
		G		Am7	       G			C
Coz he taught our Steve even trained me, taught Uncle John who’s a father of Three

Chorus
		Am7	  Fadd9		C
     it only takes one tree to make a thousand matches
	   Am7	      C	   Fadd9	   G(Then the next bit is the same as the intro)
Only takes one match to burn a thousand trees  

Verse 3
Hear it in the classroom in the swimming pool, where the matchstick men are made
In the scouts hall by the football where the wives we trust are paid (Im not sure about that last bit)
They all honoured his name he played a lot of the game, he had his name marked up above the sports ground gates
And now theyre ripping it down, stomping the ground picture gathers dust in the bar in the lounge 

Chorus

Bridge
D       Fadd9	C
Wake up, smell the rain
D	    Fadd9	   C
Shake up, its back to stay
D	     Fadd9  C
Havin been on a holiday
D		    Fadd9     C    G (then as intro again)
Growin seeds don’t believe where he’s been

Verse 4
Hear it in the schoolyard, changerooms, playing fields, Bathroom,
Phone box, office blocks, corners turn around
They all jump in the flame, theyre tossin the blame, He had his name marked up above the sports ground gates 
And now theyre ripping it down, stomping the ground picture gathers dust in the bar in the lounge 

Chorus

Undoubtedly up there with the classic Indie numbers.  
This is really simple but if you do find anything wrong just mail me.  
Cheers.  %FIELDY%