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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
I was six years old, I broke my leg
I was running from my brother and his friends
And the sweet perfume of the grass as I rolled down
I was younger then
me back to when
I my heart and broke it here
Made friends and lost the years
And I've not seen the roaring 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
to Dancer
And I miss the way you make me feel, and it's real
We watched the sunset the castle on the hill
Fifteen years old smoking rolled cigarettes
Running 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 then
me back to when
We found weekend jobs, when we got paid
We'd buy and drink straight
Me and my friends have not thrown up in so long, oh, how we've grown
I can't to go home
I'm on my way
Driving at ninety down 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 but lives alone
One's overdosed
One's already on his second wife
One's 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 old country lanes
When we did not the answers
And I miss the way you make me feel, it's real
We watched the over the on the hill
the on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
I was running from my brother and his friends
And the sweet perfume of the grass as I rolled down
I was younger then
me back to when
I my heart and broke it here
Made friends and lost the years
And I've not seen the roaring 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
to Dancer
And I miss the way you make me feel, and it's real
We watched the sunset the castle on the hill
Fifteen years old smoking rolled cigarettes
Running 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 then
me back to when
We found weekend jobs, when we got paid
We'd buy and drink straight
Me and my friends have not thrown up in so long, oh, how we've grown
I can't to go home
I'm on my way
Driving at ninety down 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 but lives alone
One's overdosed
One's already on his second wife
One's 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 old country lanes
When we did not the answers
And I miss the way you make me feel, it's real
We watched the over the on the hill
the on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
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