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• Artiste: Original Caste
• Titre: One Tin Soldier
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One tin soldier Listen people to a story That was written long ago, 'bout a kingdom on a mountain And the valley folks below. On the mountain was a treasure Hidden deep beneath a stone, And the valley people swore They'd have it for their very own. Go ahead and hate your neighbor, Go ahead and cheat a friend. Do it in the name of heaven, You can justify it in the end. There won't be any trumpets blowing, Come the judgment day, On the bloody morning after One tin soldier rides away. So the people of the valley Sent a message up the hill, Asking for the buried treasure Tons of gold for which they'd kill. Came the answer from the kingdom, With our brothers we will share, All the riches of the mountain, All the treasure buried there. Now the valley cried with anger, Mount your horses, draw your swords And they killed the mountain people, So they won their just rewards Now they stood before the treasure On the mountain dark and red Turned the stone and looked beneath it Peace on earth, was all it said. Go ahead and hate your neighbor, Go ahead and cheat and friend, Do it in the name of heaven, You can justify it in the end. There won't be any trumpets blowing Come the judgment day, On the bloody morning after One tin soldier rides away.