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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 running from my and his friends
And tasted the sweet of the mountain grass as I rolled down
I was younger then
Take me back to when
I my and broke it here
friends and lost them through the years
And I've not seen the roaring fields in so long, I know, I've grown
I can't to go home
I'm on my way
Driving at ninety down country lanes
Singing to Dancer
And I miss the way you me feel, and it's real
We watched the sunset over the castle on the hill
Fifteen old smoking hand rolled cigarettes
Running from the law through the backfields and getting drunk my friends
Had my first on a Friday night, I don't 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 and drink them straight
Me and my friends have not up in so long, oh, how we'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 the way you 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 left to sell clothes
One works by the coast
One had two kids but alone
One's overdosed
One's already on his second wife
One's barely getting by
But these raised me
And I can't wait to go home
And I'm on my way
I remember these old country lanes
When 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 on the hill
I was running from my and his friends
And tasted the sweet of the mountain grass as I rolled down
I was younger then
Take me back to when
I my and broke it here
friends and lost them through the years
And I've not seen the roaring fields in so long, I know, I've grown
I can't to go home
I'm on my way
Driving at ninety down country lanes
Singing to Dancer
And I miss the way you me feel, and it's real
We watched the sunset over the castle on the hill
Fifteen old smoking hand rolled cigarettes
Running from the law through the backfields and getting drunk my friends
Had my first on a Friday night, I don't 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 and drink them straight
Me and my friends have not up in so long, oh, how we'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 the way you 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 left to sell clothes
One works by the coast
One had two kids but alone
One's overdosed
One's already on his second wife
One's barely getting by
But these raised me
And I can't wait to go home
And I'm on my way
I remember these old country lanes
When 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 on the hill
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