Standing at the bus
stop with my shopping
in my hands when
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 stall every
corner turned around
It started with a
school girl who was
running running home
to her Mum and Dad
Told them she was
playing in the change
room of her 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 uncle John who's
father of three
Only takes one tree
to make a thousand
matches only takes
one match to burn
a thousand trees
Thousand trees
You see it in the
class room in the
swimming pool
where the matchstick
men are made
At the scouts hall at the
football where the wise
we trust are paid they
all honor his name
he did a lot for the game
He got his name knocked
up above the sports
ground gates now they
are ripping them down
stamping the ground
Picture gathers dust in
the bar in the lounge
it takes one tree
To make a
thousand matches
only takes one
match to burn
a thousand trees
A thousand trees
Wake up smell the
rain shake up he's
back to stay
He hasn't been
on a holiday growing
seeds don't believe
why he's been away
In the school yard
change room playing
fields bathroom
Phone box office blocks
corners turned around
they keep doubting the
flame tossing the blame
Got his name knocked
up above the sports
ground gates now they're
ripping them down
stamping the ground
Picture gathers dust in
the bar in the lounge
it takes one tree
To make a
thousand matches
only takes one match
to burn a thousand trees
Thousand trees
Thousand trees
Thousand trees