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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 from my and his friends
And the perfume of the mountain as I rolled down
I was younger then
Take me back to when
I found my 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 Tiny Dancer
And I miss the way you make me feel, and it's real
We watched the over the on the hill
years old smoking hand rolled cigarettes
Running from the law through the and getting drunk with my friends
Had my first kiss 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, we got paid
We'd buy cheap spirits 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 country lanes
to Dancer
And I miss the way you make me feel, it's real
We the over the on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
One friend to sell clothes
One works down by the coast
One had two but alone
One's 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 remember these old lanes
When we did not know the answers
And I miss the way you make me feel, it's real
We the over the on the hill
Over the on the hill
the castle on the
I was from my and his friends
And the perfume of the mountain as I rolled down
I was younger then
Take me back to when
I found my 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 Tiny Dancer
And I miss the way you make me feel, and it's real
We watched the over the on the hill
years old smoking hand rolled cigarettes
Running from the law through the and getting drunk with my friends
Had my first kiss 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, we got paid
We'd buy cheap spirits 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 country lanes
to Dancer
And I miss the way you make me feel, it's real
We the over the on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
One friend to sell clothes
One works down by the coast
One had two but alone
One's 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 remember these old lanes
When we did not know the answers
And I miss the way you make me feel, it's real
We the over the on the hill
Over the on the hill
the castle on the
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