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Castle On The Hill (Twenty One Two Cover) 
Medium
by Ed Sheeran
Fill In the blanks, then press Score to check your answers
When I was six years old, I broke my leg
I was my brother and his friends
And tasted the sweet perfume of the grass as I rolled down
I was then
Take me back to when
I found my heart and broke it here
friends and lost them through the years
And I've not the fields 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 miss the way you make me feel, and it's real
We watched the sunset the on the hill
Fifteen years old hand rolled cigarettes
Running the law through the backfields and getting drunk my friends
Had my first kiss on a Friday night, I don't I did it right
But I was 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 down those country lanes
Singing to Tiny Dancer
And I miss the way you make me feel, it's real
We watched the sunset over 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 overdosed
One's on his wife
One's just by
But people raised 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 know the answers
And I 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 hill
I was my brother and his friends
And tasted the sweet perfume of the grass as I rolled down
I was then
Take me back to when
I found my heart and broke it here
friends and lost them through the years
And I've not the fields 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 miss the way you make me feel, and it's real
We watched the sunset the on the hill
Fifteen years old hand rolled cigarettes
Running the law through the backfields and getting drunk my friends
Had my first kiss on a Friday night, I don't I did it right
But I was 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 down those country lanes
Singing to Tiny Dancer
And I miss the way you make me feel, it's real
We watched the sunset over 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 overdosed
One's on his wife
One's just by
But people raised 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 know the answers
And I 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 hill
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