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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 old, I broke my leg
I was running from my and his friends
And tasted the sweet of the mountain grass as I rolled down
I was then
Take me to when
I found my heart and broke it here
Made friends and lost 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
at 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
Fifteen years old hand rolled cigarettes
Running from the law through the backfields and drunk 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, when we got paid
We'd buy cheap spirits and drink 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 those country lanes
Singing to Tiny Dancer
And I the way you me feel, it's real
We watched the the castle on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
Over the castle 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 by
But these raised me
And I can't to go home
And I'm on my way
I still remember old country lanes
we did not know the answers
And I miss the way you make me feel, it's real
We watched the sunset over the on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
Over the castle on the
I was running from my and his friends
And tasted the sweet of the mountain grass as I rolled down
I was then
Take me to when
I found my heart and broke it here
Made friends and lost 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
at 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
Fifteen years old hand rolled cigarettes
Running from the law through the backfields and drunk 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, when we got paid
We'd buy cheap spirits and drink 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 those country lanes
Singing to Tiny Dancer
And I the way you me feel, it's real
We watched the the castle on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
Over the castle 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 by
But these raised me
And I can't to go home
And I'm on my way
I still remember old country lanes
we did not know the answers
And I miss the way you make me feel, it's real
We watched the sunset over the on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
Over the castle on the
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