One Tin Soldier

1. Listen, children, to a story
That was written long ago
'Bout a kingdom on a mountain
And the valley folk below.
On the mountain was a treasure
Buried deep be neath a stone,
And the valley people swore
They'd have it for their very own.





CH: Go ahead and hate your neighbor;
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the hame of heaven;
Justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowin'
Come the judgement day.
On the bloody morning after ...
One tin soldier rides away.



2. 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.
"With our brother we will share
All the secrets of the mountain,
all the riches buried there."



3. Now the valley cried with anger,
"Mount your horses, draw your sword;"
And they killed the mountain people,
so they won their just reward.
Now they stood beside the treasure
on the mountain side, dark and red,
Turned the stone and looked beneath in.
"Peace on earth" was all it said.