A Foresters’ Carol
Tune: "God rest you, merry Gentlemen"
God rest you, merry foresters, let nothing you dismay.
We’ll celebrate the message that more trees are on the way.
See Hazel, Oak and Douglas Fir, and darling buds of May,
O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy,
O tidings of comfort and joy.
Let timber flourish everywhere. Lock up that CO2!
For furniture and sheds, of course; but other uses too.
Skyscrapers, schools and shopping malls. Why not a wooden
zoo?
O tidings etc
Walk in the woodlands, roaming free; there’s life on every
side.
No end of tangled undergrowth for timid beasts to hide.
And not to mention rotten logs with loads of bugs inside.
O tidings etc
Go gather blossom in the spring and summer fruit for free.
Then acorns, conkers, Robin Hood – no end of childhood glee.
So bring the Yule log, deck the hall, dance round the
Christmas Tree.
O tidings etc
