Old Soul - The Highwomen

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 vinyl for the scratches

I find myself in other people’s shoes

I fix my mama’s problems like a habit

And Daddy’s too

Oh to be a wild child for a day

All the promises I’ve ever kept

I’d line 'em 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 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 every other minute

I don’t mind it taking its sweet time

I just know I’ll know it when I see a

Soul like mine

Oh to be a wild child for a day

All the promises I’ve ever kept

I’d line 'em 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 I won’t

I guess I was born an old soul

Old soul, ooh

Old soul

It’s fine to dream

But I don’t need

Oh to be a wild child for a day

The promises I’ve ever kept

I’d line 'em 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 I won’t

But thank God I was born an old soul

Old soul

Old soul

Old soul, ooh

Hey, old soul

Old soul

Hey

Hey, hey, yeah

Ah, old soul, old soul, hey

Mmm

Ooh

Hey