Souls

[Verse 1] Back to the street where the kids are new Love was around the corner from you You played it well, like an old-time jive Girl, I swear, I've never seen you look so alive [Verse 2] Back the train up on the path Rolling off the tracks, no you'll never see it again Wrote a song that you dug so much Living it up with the boys and such [Chorus] Oh, we won't go Back to the room where we sold our souls Oh, we won't go Oh, boots and bros Down with the shrine of American gold Oh, boots and bros [Bridge] We moved in packs together bounded by our oldest brothers Oh, oh ,oh (oh, oh, oh, oh) The night was ours for taking, rolling cigarettes and sneaking O-o-out (oh, oh, oh) We sung our songs of youth and promised that we'd never lose it Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh [Chorus] Oh, we won't go Back to the room where we sold our souls Oh, we won't go Oh, boots and bros Down with the shrine of American gold Oh, boots and bros