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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 from my brother and his friends
And tasted the sweet perfume of the mountain grass as I rolled down
I was younger then
Take me back to when
I found my heart and it here
Made friends and lost them 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 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 over the on the hill
Fifteen years old smoking hand rolled cigarettes
Running the law through the backfields and getting drunk my friends
Had my kiss on a Friday night, I don't reckon I did it right
But I was younger then
me to when
We found weekend jobs, 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 Dancer
And I the way you make me feel, it's real
We watched the over the castle on the hill
Over the on the hill
the castle on the hill
One friend to sell clothes
One down by the coast
One had two kids but alone
One's brother overdosed
One's on his wife
One's just barely by
But these people raised me
And I can't to go home
And I'm on my way
I still remember these old country lanes
When we did not the answers
And I the way you make me feel, it's real
We watched the sunset the castle on the hill
the on the hill
Over the on the
I was from my brother and his friends
And tasted the sweet perfume of the mountain grass as I rolled down
I was younger then
Take me back to when
I found my heart and it here
Made friends and lost them 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 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 over the on the hill
Fifteen years old smoking hand rolled cigarettes
Running the law through the backfields and getting drunk my friends
Had my kiss on a Friday night, I don't reckon I did it right
But I was younger then
me to when
We found weekend jobs, 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 Dancer
And I the way you make me feel, it's real
We watched the over the castle on the hill
Over the on the hill
the castle on the hill
One friend to sell clothes
One down by the coast
One had two kids but alone
One's brother overdosed
One's on his wife
One's just barely by
But these people raised me
And I can't to go home
And I'm on my way
I still remember these old country lanes
When we did not the answers
And I the way you make me feel, it's real
We watched the sunset the castle on the hill
the on the hill
Over the on the
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