Happy Holidays--something to think about
Listen, children to a story That was written long ago About a kingdom on a mountain And the valley folk below On the mountain was a treasure Buried deep beneath the stone And the valley people swore They'd have it for their very own So 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 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 "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 the treasure On the mountain dark and red Turned the stone