'Bout a kindom on a mountain and the valley far below
On the mountain was a treasure buried deep beneath the stone
And the valley people swore they'd have it for they're very own
Go ahead and hate your neighbour
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 buried 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 buried there
Now the valley cried with anger
Mount your horses, draw your swords
And they killed the mountain people so they won their just reward
Now they stood beside their 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
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