F# My Grandpa gave a wheat penny and B F# I kept it in my pocket F# I had big plans in my back yard C# to build me a space rocket F# I talked to my brother on a fake CB B F# that I made from a tic-tac box F# I packed my snowballs nice and C# F# tight but in the middle I put rocks B Don't trade in your tic-tac box F# for a ball on the end of a chain And don't go spending Grandpa's C# pennies buying into the game Chorus: B F# You gotta keep your heart young C# D#m Don't go growing old before your time has come B F# You can't take back what you have done C# F# You've gotta keep your heart young Dad took the wheels off of my bike and he pushed me down a hill But speed got the best of me and I took my first spill That was back when alcohol was only used on cuts Stung like hell, so I jerked my leg and Mama said it would give me guts Chorus: Don't trade in your tic-tac box for a ball on the end of the chain And don't go spending Grandpa's pennies buying into the game You gotta keep your heart young Don't go growing old before your time has come You can't take back what you have done You gotta keep your heart young So take a picture of the one you love and put it in a locket Go dig up your time capsule and the blueprints for your rocket Keep in touch on a fake CB and that same old tic-tac box Pack your snowballs a little less tight, but in the middle, still put rocks And keep your heart young Don't go growing old before your time has come You can't take back what you have done You gotta keep your heart young You gotta keep your heart young Sometimes you don't die quick just like you wished you'd done Though love is a loaded gun You've gotta keep your heart young You can't take back what you have done You gotta keep your heart young | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsC# D#m F# B |