...UNDER THE GREENWOOD TREE... by Donovan
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*from 'A Gift from a Flower to a Garden' (1968)*
Verse 1:
Under the Greenwood tree, who loves to lie with me?
And tune his merry note, un-to the sweet bird's throat?
Chorus 1:
Come hither, come hither, come hither,
Here shall he see no ene-my,
But winter and rough weather.
Verse 2:
Who doth ambition shun and love to live in the sun?
Seeking the food he eats and pleased with what he gets.
Chorus 2:
Come hither, come hither, come hither,
Here shall he see no ene-my,
But winter and rough weather.
Verse 2:
And if it do come to pass that any man turned ass,
Leaving his wealth and ease, a stubborn will to please.
Chorus 3:
Duc-dame, duc-dame, duc-dame,
There shall he see gross fools as he.
And it will come to me.
Coda:
Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, won't you join the dance?
Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, won't you join the dance?
(Repeat to Fade)
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Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2006 (clumsyband@hotmail.com)