Seven Hundred Elves

G             D          A       Em
Seven hundred elves from out the wood
G        D         A   Em
Foul and grim they were
G           D        A          Em
Down to the farmer's house they went
    G        D        A    Em
His meat and drink to share


[verse]

      G     D      A      Em       G        D         A     Em
There was a farmer in the west and there he chose his ground
   G          D         A      Em        G           D        A    Em
He thought to spend the winter there and brought his hawk and hound
   G            D        A         Em   G        D         A   Em
He brought with him both hound and cock alone he begged to stay
    G       D         A          Em       G        D       A  Em
And all the deer that roamed the wood had cause to rue the day

[verse]

   G          D       A          Em         G         D      A     Em
He felled the oak, he felled the birch, the beech nor poplar spared
    G        D           A      Em       G        D        A    Em
And much was grieved the sullen elves at what the stranger dared
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He hewed him baulks and he hewed him beams with eager toil and haste
     G      D         A        Em             G        D       A     Em
Then up and spake the woodland elves: ``Who's come our wood to waste?’'

[Chorus]

G             D          A       Em
Seven hundred elves from out the wood
G        D         A   Em
Foul and grim they were
G           D        A          Em
Down to the farmer's house they went
    G        D        A    Em
His meat and drink to share

[verse]

 G     D         A       Em      G      D          A   Em
Up and spake the biggest elf and grimly rolled his eyes:
       G     D        A        Em        G       D   A     Em
"We'll march upon the farmer's house and hold on him assize
     G        D         A        Em        G        D     A      Em
He's knocking down both wood and bower, he shows us great distain
      G        D       A          Em       G        D         A    Em
We'll make him rue the day he was born and taste of shame and pain.’'

[Chorus]

G             D          A       Em
Seven hundred elves from out the wood
G        D         A   Em
Foul and grim they were
G           D        A          Em
Down to the farmer's house they went
    G        D        A    Em
His meat and drink to share

[verse]

G       D          A       Em    G       D         A     Em
All the elves from out the wood began to dance and spring
    G               D   A        Em          G       D        A    Em
And marched towards the farmer's house their lengthy tails to swing
    G      D        A      Em         G       D           A     Em
The farmer from his window looked and quickly crossed his breast
    G      D         A      Em          G          D     A      Em
"Oh woe is me,'' the farmer cried, "The elves will be my guests.’'

[verse]

   G     D       A      Em        G   D         A   Em
In every nook he made a cross and all about the room
    G        D      A          Em  G           D      A    Em
And off flew many a frightened elf back to his forest gloom
     G           D          A           Em         G           D     A   Em
Some flew to the east, some flew to the west, some flew to the north away
    G         D        A    Em         G     D       A   Em
And some flew down the deep ravine and there forever stay

[Chorus]

G             D          A       Em
Seven hundred elves from out the wood
G        D         A   Em
Foul and grim they were
G           D        A          Em
Down to the farmer's house they went
    G        D        A    Em
His meat and drink to share