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Castle On The Hill (Twenty One Two Cover) 
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de Ed Sheeran
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I was six years old, I my leg
I was from my and his friends
And tasted the perfume of the mountain grass as I rolled down
I was younger then
Take me to when
I found my heart and broke it here
Made friends and lost through the years
And I've not seen the roaring in so long, I know, I've grown
I can't wait to go home
I'm on my way
Driving at ninety down those country lanes
Singing to Tiny Dancer
And I the way you make me feel, and it's real
We watched the the castle on the hill
Fifteen old hand rolled cigarettes
Running from the law through the backfields and getting with my friends
Had my first kiss on a night, I don't reckon I did it right
But I was then
Take me back to when
We found weekend jobs, when we got paid
We'd buy and them straight
Me and my friends have not thrown up in so long, oh, how we've grown
I can't wait to go home
I'm on my way
Driving at ninety down those country lanes
Singing to Tiny Dancer
And I miss the way you me feel, it's real
We watched the sunset over the on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
the on the hill
One friend left to sell clothes
One works down by the coast
One had two kids but lives alone
One's brother overdosed
One's already on his second wife
One's just barely getting by
But these people raised me
And I can't wait to go home
And I'm on my way
I still these old country lanes
When we did not the answers
And I miss the way you make me feel, it's real
We watched the sunset over the castle on the hill
Over the on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
I was from my and his friends
And tasted the perfume of the mountain grass as I rolled down
I was younger then
Take me to when
I found my heart and broke it here
Made friends and lost through the years
And I've not seen the roaring in so long, I know, I've grown
I can't wait to go home
I'm on my way
Driving at ninety down those country lanes
Singing to Tiny Dancer
And I the way you make me feel, and it's real
We watched the the castle on the hill
Fifteen old hand rolled cigarettes
Running from the law through the backfields and getting with my friends
Had my first kiss on a night, I don't reckon I did it right
But I was then
Take me back to when
We found weekend jobs, when we got paid
We'd buy and them straight
Me and my friends have not thrown up in so long, oh, how we've grown
I can't wait to go home
I'm on my way
Driving at ninety down those country lanes
Singing to Tiny Dancer
And I miss the way you me feel, it's real
We watched the sunset over the on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
the on the hill
One friend left to sell clothes
One works down by the coast
One had two kids but lives alone
One's brother overdosed
One's already on his second wife
One's just barely getting by
But these people raised me
And I can't wait to go home
And I'm on my way
I still these old country lanes
When we did not the answers
And I miss the way you make me feel, it's real
We watched the sunset over the castle on the hill
Over the on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
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