Listen children to a story that was written long ago

'bout a kindom on a mountain and the valley folk 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



CHORUS: go ahead and hate your neighbor

go ahead and cheat a friend

do it in the name of heaven

you could 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



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