Listen, children, to a story That was written long ago About a Kingdom on a mountain And a valley folk down below On the mountain was a treasure Buried 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 But 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 an answer from the Kingdom âWith our brothers, we will share All the riches of our mountain All the secrets buried thereâ Now the valley swore with anger âMount your horses, draw your swordsâ And they killed the mountain people So they won their just rewards Now stood beside the treasure On the mountain dark and red Turned the stone and looked beneath it âPeace on Earthâ, was all it said 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 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 © DUCHESS MUSIC CORPORATION; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com