Castle on the Hill
Tyler Ward
2, 3, in ...
When I was six years old I broke my leg
I was running 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 broke it here
Made friends and lost them through the years
And I've not seen the roaring fields in so long, oh how I've grown
But I can't wait, to go home
I'm on my way
And driving at 90 down, those country lanes
Singing to "Tiny Dancer"
And I, miss the way, you make, me feel, it's real
And we watched the sunset, over the castle on the hill
Fifteen years old and smoking hand-rolled cigarettes
Running from the law through the
backfields and, getting drinks with my friends
Had my first kiss on a Friday
night, I don't reckon that 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 spirits and drink them straight
Me and my friends, have not thrown up, in so long, oh how we've grown
But I can't wait, to get home
I'm on my way
And driving at 90 down, those country lanes
Singing to "Tiny Dancer"
And I, miss the way, you make, me feel, it's real
And we watched the sunset, over the castle on the hill ...
The castle on the hill
Over the castle on the hill!
2, 3, in ...
When I was six years old I broke my leg
I was running 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 broke it here
Made friends and lost them through the years
And I've not seen the roaring fields in so long, oh how I've grown
But I can't wait, to go home
I'm on my way
And driving at 90 down, those country lanes
Singing to "Tiny Dancer"
And I, miss the way, you make, me feel, it's real
And we watched the sunset, over the castle on the hill
Fifteen years old and smoking hand-rolled cigarettes
Running from the law through the
backfields and, getting drinks with my friends
Had my first kiss on a Friday
night, I don't reckon that 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 spirits and drink them straight
Me and my friends, have not thrown up, in so long, oh how we've grown
But I can't wait, to get home
I'm on my way
And driving at 90 down, those country lanes
Singing to "Tiny Dancer"
And I, miss the way, you make, me feel, it's real
And we watched the sunset, over the castle on the hill ...
The castle on the hill
Over the castle on the hill!
Credits
Writer(s): Edward Sheeran, Benjamin Levin
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