One Tin Soldier-陈秋霞
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TXT One Tin Soldier-陈秋霞 文本歌词
One Tin Soldier - 陈秋霞
Written by：LAMBERT/POTTER
Listen children to a story that was written long ago
About a kingdom on a mountain and the valley far 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 neighbour
Go ahead and cheat a friend
Do it in the name of heaven
Justify it in the end
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day
On the bloody morning after her
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 killed
Came an answer from the kingdom with our brothers we will share
All the secrets of our mountain
All the riches buried there
Go ahead and hate your neighbour
Go ahead and cheat a friend
Do it in the name of heaven
Justify it in the end
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day
On the bloody morning after her
One tin soldier rides away
Now the valley cried with anger mount your horses draw your sword
And they killed the mountain peoples so they won their just reward
Now they stood beside 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 neighbour
Go ahead and cheat a friend
Do it in the name of heaven
Justify it in the end
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day
On the bloody morning after her
One tin soldier rides away
Go ahead and hate your neighbour
Go ahead and cheat a friend
Do it in the name of heaven
Justify it in the end
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day
On the bloody morning after her
One tin soldier rides away
Go ahead and hate your neighbour
Go ahead and cheat a friend
Do it in the name of heaven
Justify it in the end
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day
On the bloody morning after her
