Old Soul
Weight of the world on these small shoulders
Beyond my years is where I like to stand
My crazy chapter was already over before it began
I listen to vinyls filled with scratches
I find myself in other people's shoes
I fix my momma's problems like a habit, and daddy's too
Oh to be a wildchild for a day
All the promises I've ever kept I'd line them up to break
Oh to be a dancer on the edge
I'd rip the filter from my mouth and all my cigarettes
But I know that I won't
I guess I was born an old soul, old soul, ooh
I'll be the first to toast and throw confetti
And break the champagne bottle with a sword
And when the party's over I'll be ready to sweep the floor
I don't fall in love with every other man and
I don't mind it taking its sweet time
I just know, I know it when I see a soul like mine
Oh to be a wildchild for a day
All the promises I've ever kept I'd line them up to break
Oh to be a dancer on the edge
I'd rip the filter from my mouth and all my cigarettes
But I know that I won't
I guess I was born an old soul, old soul, ooh
Old soul!
Oh it's fun to dream
But I've no need
Oh to be a wildchild for a day
Promises I've ever kept I'd line them up to break
Oh to be a dancer on the edge
I'd rip the filter from my mouth and all my cigarettes
But I know that I won't
But thank God I was born an old soul, old soul
Old soul, old soul, ooh!
Old soul!
Old soul!
Old soul
Old soul!
Beyond my years is where I like to stand
My crazy chapter was already over before it began
I listen to vinyls filled with scratches
I find myself in other people's shoes
I fix my momma's problems like a habit, and daddy's too
Oh to be a wildchild for a day
All the promises I've ever kept I'd line them up to break
Oh to be a dancer on the edge
I'd rip the filter from my mouth and all my cigarettes
But I know that I won't
I guess I was born an old soul, old soul, ooh
I'll be the first to toast and throw confetti
And break the champagne bottle with a sword
And when the party's over I'll be ready to sweep the floor
I don't fall in love with every other man and
I don't mind it taking its sweet time
I just know, I know it when I see a soul like mine
Oh to be a wildchild for a day
All the promises I've ever kept I'd line them up to break
Oh to be a dancer on the edge
I'd rip the filter from my mouth and all my cigarettes
But I know that I won't
I guess I was born an old soul, old soul, ooh
Old soul!
Oh it's fun to dream
But I've no need
Oh to be a wildchild for a day
Promises I've ever kept I'd line them up to break
Oh to be a dancer on the edge
I'd rip the filter from my mouth and all my cigarettes
But I know that I won't
But thank God I was born an old soul, old soul
Old soul, old soul, ooh!
Old soul!
Old soul!
Old soul
Old soul!
Credits
Writer(s): Laura Veltz, Luke Dick, Maren Morris
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