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