The Highwomen - Old soul

We^Cight of the world on these small shoulders Be^Cyond my years is where I like to stand My^Bb crazy chapter was already ^Fover Be^Cfore it began

I ^Clisten to vinyl for the scratches I ^Cfind myself in other people's shoes I ^Bbfix my mama's problems like a ha^Fbit An^Cd Daddy's too

Oh^C to be a wild child for a day All the pro^Bbmises I've ever kept I'd li^Fne 'em up to break Oh to be a da^Cncer on the edge I'd ri^Bbp the filter from my mouth And a^Fll my cigarettes ^AmBut I k^Gnow I wo^Fn't ^AmI guess ^GI was bo^Frn an ol^Bbd soul O^Fld soul, ^Abooh^{Bb C}

I'^Cll be the first to toast and throw confetti An^Cd break the champagne bottle with a sword And w^Bbhen the party's over, I'll be re^Fady To^C sweep the floor

I ^Cdon't fall in love every other minute I ^Cdon't mind it taking its sweet time I jus^Bbt know I'll know it when I ^Fsee a Soul like m^Cine

Oh^C to be a wild child for a day All the pro^Bbmises I've ever kept I'd li^Fne 'em up to break Oh to be a ^Cdancer on the edge I'd ri^Bbp the filter from my mouth And a^Fll my cigarettes B^Amut I kn^Gow I wo^Fn't I^Am guess ^GI was bo^Frn an ol^Bbd soul O^Fld soul, ^Abooh^{Bb C}

It's f^Bbine to^F dream But^Ab I don't ^Bbneed

Oh t^Co be a wild child for a day The pro^Bbmises I've ever kept I'd li^Fne 'em up to break Oh to b^Ce a dancer on the edge I'd ri^Bbp the filter from my mouth And al^Fl my cigarettes B^Amut I k^Gnow I w^Fon't B^Amut thank G^God I was bor^Fn an ol^Bbd soul O^Fld soul

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