Under the Greenwood Tree

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  • Under the Greenwood Tree
  • PDF Download
  • English Folk Song
  • Arranged by Deanne Ohman
  • For Medium Voice
  • 3 page sheet music
  • Link to MP3 of Piano accompaniment here

Under the Greenwood Tree range

Range of Song

Lyrics:

  1. In summer time, when flowers do spring, and birds sit on the tree,
    Let one and all say what they will, there’s none so merry as we.
    Let’s dance and sing our cares away, go merrily on our way.
    Oh, how they skip it, playfully trip it, under the Greenwood tree.
    In summertime when flowers do spring and birds sit on each tree,
    Let one in all say what they will there’s none so merry as we.
  2. Our music is a little tune, that we so sweetly play,
    The melody rings clear and true, it charms us both night and day.
    So gather one and all today, and sing our merry lay.
    And then we would do skip it, playfully trip it under the Greenwood tree.
    In summer time when flowers do spring, and birds sit on each tree.
    Let one and all say what they will, there’s none so merry as we.

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Under the Greenwood Tree

Folk Song in English

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Description

  • Under the Greenwood Tree
  • PDF Download
  • English Folk Song
  • Arranged by Deanne Ohman
  • For Medium Voice
  • 3 page sheet music
  • Link to MP3 of Piano accompaniment here

Under the Greenwood Tree range

Range of Song

Lyrics:

  1. In summer time, when flowers do spring, and birds sit on the tree,
    Let one and all say what they will, there’s none so merry as we.
    Let’s dance and sing our cares away, go merrily on our way.
    Oh, how they skip it, playfully trip it, under the Greenwood tree.
    In summertime when flowers do spring and birds sit on each tree,
    Let one in all say what they will there’s none so merry as we.
  2. Our music is a little tune, that we so sweetly play,
    The melody rings clear and true, it charms us both night and day.
    So gather one and all today, and sing our merry lay.
    And then we would do skip it, playfully trip it under the Greenwood tree.
    In summer time when flowers do spring, and birds sit on each tree.
    Let one and all say what they will, there’s none so merry as we.

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