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Castle On The Hill 
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by Ed Sheeran
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I was six years old I broke my leg
I was running my brother and his friends
And the sweet of the mountain I rolled down
I was younger then, take me to I
my and broke it here
Made friends and lost them through the years
And I've not the roaring fields in so long, I know I've grown
But I can't 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 sunset over the on the hill
Fifteen old and smoking hand-rolled cigarettes
Running from the law through the backfields 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 to when
We found weekend jobs, when we got paid
We'd buy cheap and drink them straight
Me and my friends have not thrown up in so long, oh how we've grown
But I can't 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 make me feel, and it's real
We watched the sunset the on the hill
Over the on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
One friend to sell clothes
One works down by the coast
One had two but lives 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 remember
This old lanes
When we did not the answers
And I miss the way you me feel, it's real
We watched the sunset over the castle on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
the castle on the hill
I was running my brother and his friends
And the sweet of the mountain I rolled down
I was younger then, take me to I
my and broke it here
Made friends and lost them through the years
And I've not the roaring fields in so long, I know I've grown
But I can't 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 sunset over the on the hill
Fifteen old and smoking hand-rolled cigarettes
Running from the law through the backfields 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 to when
We found weekend jobs, when we got paid
We'd buy cheap and drink them straight
Me and my friends have not thrown up in so long, oh how we've grown
But I can't 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 make me feel, and it's real
We watched the sunset the on the hill
Over the on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
One friend to sell clothes
One works down by the coast
One had two but lives 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 remember
This old lanes
When we did not the answers
And I miss the way you me feel, it's real
We watched the sunset over the castle on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
the castle on the hill
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