Lyricist: Laura Veltz, Luke Dick & Maren Morris   Composer: Laura Veltz, Luke Dick & Maren Morris


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

Old Soul

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Lyricist: Laura Veltz, Luke Dick & Maren Morris   Composer: Laura Veltz, Luke Dick & Maren Morris


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