My grandpa gave me a wee penny and I kept it in my pocket
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Had big plans in my backyard to build me a space rocket
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Talked to my brother on a fake CB that I made from a tic-tac box
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Packed my snowballs nice and tight and in the middle I put rocks
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Don't trade in your tic-tac box for a ball on the end of the chain
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And don't go spending grandpa's pennies buying into the game
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You gotta keep your heart young
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Don't go growin' old before your time has come
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You can't take back what you have done
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You gotta keep your heart young
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Dad took the wheels off of my bike and he pushed me down a hill
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But speed got the best of me and I took my first spill
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That was back when alcohol was only used on cuts
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Stung like hell so I shook my leg and mama said it would give me guts
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Don't trade in your tic-tac box for a ball on the end of the chain
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And don't go spending grandpa's pennies buying into the game
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You gotta keep your heart young
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Don't go growing old before your time has come
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You can't take back what you have done
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You gotta keep your heart young
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So take a picture of the one you love and put it in a locket
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Go dig up your time capsule and the blueprints for your rocket
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Keep in touch on a fake CB and that same old tic-tac box
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Pack your snowballs a little less tight and in the middle still put rocks
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And keep your heart young
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Don't go growing old before your time has come
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You can't take back what you have done
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You gotta keep your heart young
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You gotta keep your heart young
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Sometimes you don't die quick
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Just like you wished you'd done
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The love is a loaded gun
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You've gotta keep your heart young
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You can't take back what you have done
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You gotta keep your heart young
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Keep Your Heart Young
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Brandi Carlile |