OK, none of the chords on here sound quite right to me so thought I'd put up what 
I think sounds right. This is partly based on this excellent cover - http://
www.youtube.com/watch?v=MVub2iXOPiA - by BEN09kowski.

    x 2

             
Standing at th

           
e bus stop wit

           
h my shopping 

       
in my hands
             
And I'm overhe

            
aring elder la

            
dies as the ru

/            
mours start to

  
 fly
              
You can hear t

             
hem in the sch

              
ool yard, in t

   
he scrap yard
           
In the chip sh

             
op, in the pho

           
ne box 
             
In the pool ha

           
ll, at the sho

              
e store, every

           
 corner turned

  
 around
                 
              
It started wit

             
h a school gir

          
l who was runn

ing
           
Running home t

              
o her Mam and 


Dad
              
Told them she 

             
was playing, i

           
n the change r

           
oom of the loc

            
al football si

de
              
They said tell

             
 us again, she

            
 told them aga

             
in, tell us th

  
e truth, they 

found 
             
it hard to bel

ieve
              
'Cause he taug

             
ht our Steve, 

              
he even traine

           
d me, taught o

   
ur John who's 

a 
          
father of thre

e

           
Only takes one

          
 tree, to make

     
 1000 matches
           
Only takes one

            
 match, 
        
to burn A thou

              
saaaaand trees
           
A thousand tre

   
es

              
You see it in 

    
the classroom
       
In the swimmin

g pool
           
Where the matc

              
h stick men ar

  
e made
       
At the scout's

 hall
       
At the footbal

l
           
Where the wise

              
 we trust are 


paid
              
They all honou

      
r his name
              
He did a lot f

       
or the game
           
Got his name k

              
nocked up abov

      
e the sports g

round gates
             
But they're ri

              
pping them dow

   
n, stamping th

e ground
           
Picture gather

              
s dust behind 

    
the bar in the

 lounge

           
Only takes one

         
 tree, to make

           
 a thousand ma

tches
           
Only takes one

           
 match, to bur

          
n a thousaaaan

       
d trees
           
A thousand tre

    
es
   
        
 Wake up, and 

         
smell the rain
             
 Shake up, he'

      
s back to stay
             
 He hasn't bee

       
n on a holiday
             
 Growing seeds

         
 don't believe
            
Why he's beeee

    
en awaaaaay

    x 3
 
             
In the school 

           
yard, changing

           
 room, playing

        
 field, bathro

om
          
Phone box, off

            
ice blocks, co

           
rners turn aro

und
              
They keep doub

             
ting the flame

              
, tossing the 


blame
           
Got his name k

              
nocked up abov

      
e the sports g

round gates
             
And they're ri

              
pping them dow

   
n, stamping th

e ground
           
Picture gather

              
s dust in the 


bar in the lou

nge
 
           
Only takes one

          
 tree, to make

           
 a thousand ma

tches
           
Only takes one

           
 match, to bur

          
n a thousaaaan

       
d trees
           
A thousand tre

   
es
           
A thousand tre

   
es
          
A thousaaaand 

    
treeeees