Intro: Am

Verse 1:
    Am
Of all the trees that grow so fair, old England to adorn,
Fmaj7                                 G
Greater are none beneath the sun than Oak, and Ash, and Thorn.

Chorus:
     Am
Sing Oak, and Ash, and Thorn, good sirs,
                     Em
All on a midsummer's morn.
Fmaj7 
Surely we sing of no little thing
    G                Am
In Oak, and Ash, and Thorn.

Verse 2:
Am
Yew that is old, in churchyard mould, he breedeth a mighty bow
Am
Alder for shoes do wise men choose, and Beech for cups also
       Am
But when you have killed, and your bowl it is filled, and your shoes are clean outworn
Fmaj7                                                  G
Back you must speed for all that you need to Oak, and Ash, and Thorn

Chorus:
     Am
Sing Oak, and Ash, and Thorn, good sirs,
Am                         Em
All on a midsummer's morn.
Fmaj7 
Surely we sing of no little thing
    G
In Oak, and Ash, and Thorn.
        Am
Sing Oak, and Ash, and Thorn, good sirs,
Am                         Em
All on a midsummer's morn.
Fmaj7 
Surely we sing of no little thing
    G                         Am
In Oak, and Ash, and Thorn.

Verse 3:
Am
Elm, she hates mankind and waits, til every gust be laid,
   Fmaj7                                                 G
To drop a limb on the head of him that anyway trusts her shade,
      Am
But whether a lad be sober or sad, or mellow with ale from the horn,
      Fmaj7                                                       G
He'll take no wrong when he lyeth along 'neath Oak, and Ash, and Thorn

Chorus:
     Am
Sing Oak, and Ash, and Thorn, good sirs,
Am                         Em
All on a midsummer's morn.
Fmaj7 
Surely we sing of no little thing
    G
In Oak, and Ash, and Thorn.
     Am
Sing Oak, and Ash, and Thorn, good sirs,
Am                         Em
All on a midsummer's morn.
Fmaj7 
Surely we sing of no little thing
    G                         Am
In Oak, and Ash, and Thorn.

Verse 4:
       Am
Oh, do not tell the priest our plight, for he would call it a sin, -A SIN!-
      Am
But we've been out in the woods all night, a-conjuring summer in,
      Am
We bring you good news by word of mouth, good news for cattle and corn
Am                                                           D
Sure as the sun come up from the south, by Oak, and Ash, and Thorn.

Chorus:
     Am
Sing Oak, and Ash, and Thorn, good sirs,
Am                         Em
All on a midsummer's morn.
Fmaj7 
Surely we sing of no little thing
    G
In Oak, and Ash, and Thorn.
     Am
Sing Oak, and Ash, and Thorn, good sirs,
Am                         Em
All on a midsummer's morn.
Fmaj7 
Surely we sing of no little thing
    G
In Oak, and Ash, and Thorn.
     Am
Sing Oak, and Ash, and Thorn, good sirs,
Am                         Em
All on a midsummer's morn.
Fmaj7 
Surely we sing of no little thing
    G
In Oak, and Ash, and Thorn.
     Am
Sing Oak, and Ash, and Thorn, good sirs,
Am                         Em
All on a midsummer's morn.
Fmaj7 
Surely we sing of no little thing
    G                         Am 
In Oak, and Ash, and Thorn.