One Tin Soldier
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CListen children Gto a story Amthat was written Emlong ago

F'Bout a kingdom Con a mountain, Fand the valley Gfolk below

COn the mountain Gwas a treasure Amburied deep beEmneath a stone

FAnd the valley Cpeople swore they'd Fhave it for their GveryCown.

 

CGo ahead and hate your Emneighbor, Fgo ahead and cheat a Gfriend

CDo it in the name of Emheaven, you can Fjustify it in the Cend

CThere won't be any trumpets Emblowing, Fcome the judgment Cday

COn the bloody morning Fafter - one tin soldier rides aCway.

 

CSo the people Gof the valley Amsent a message Emup the hill

FAsking for the Cburied treasure, Ftons of gold for Gwhich they'd kill

CCame an answer Gfrom the kingdom: 'AmWith our brothers Emwe will share

FAll the secrets Cof our mountain, Fall the riches Gburied Cthere.'

 

CGo ahead and hate your Emneighbor, Fgo ahead and cheat a Gfriend

CDo it in the name of Emheaven, you can Fjustify it in the Cend

CThere won't be any trumpets Emblowing, Fcome the judgment Cday

COn the bloody morning Fafter - one tin soldier rides aCway.

 

CNow the valley Gcried with anger, Ammount your horses, Emdraw your sword!

FAnd they killed the Cmountain people, Fsure they'd won their Gjust reward

CNow they stood beGside the treasure Amon the mountain Emdark and red

FTurned the stone and Clooked beneath it -

F'Peace on Earth' was Gall it Csaid.

 

CGo ahead and hate your Emneighbor, Fgo ahead and cheat a Gfriend

CDo it in the name of Emheaven, you can Fjustify it in the Cend

CThere won't be any trumpets Emblowing, Fcome the judgment Cday

COn the bloody morning Fafter - one tin soldier rides aCway.

 

CGo ahead and hate your Emneighbor, Fgo ahead and cheat a Gfriend

CDo it in the name of Emheaven, you can Fjustify it in the Cend

CThere won't be any trumpets Emblowing, Fcome the judgment Cday

COn the bloody morning Fafter - one tin soldier rides aCway.

 

CGo ahead and hate your Emneighbor, Fgo ahead and cheat a Gfriend

CDo it in the name of Emheaven, you can Fjustify it in the Cend

CThere won't be any trumpets Emblowing, Fcome the judgment Cday

COn the bloody morning Fafter - one tin soldier rides aCway.

 

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