Listen children to a story

That was written long ago

About a kingdom on a mountain

And the valley folk below

On the mountian was a treasure

Burried 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 judgement 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 burried treasure

Tons of gold for which they'd kill

Came an answer from the kingdom

With our brothers we will share

All the secrets of our mountain

All the riches burried there

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 dark and red

Turn the stone and which beneath it

Peace on earth 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 wont be any trumpets blowing

Come the judgement 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 wont be any trumpets blowing

Come the judgement day

On the bloody morning after

One tin soldier rides away