One, two, come on, baby! Woah! Yeah! Deep in the heart of the heartland Where the cornfields grow You drove all night in circles Singing with the radio I was the third string tied in Six, two, and shy She was the banker's daughter Was the middle of July She said, meet me near that magnolia Out past the rising beach The river's rolling slow, yeah And there's jasmine in the breeze And while we can, let's take a chance Don't give many nights like these Cause young don't last forever And good hearts don't grow on trees Oh, no! Oh! I was working till seven Pumping gas on South Street My buddy Chip was behind the counter Didn't need no I.D. I was sitting on a branch when she pulled up Said, what'd you tell your mom? She turned them headlights off And it didn't take us long And we danced near that magnolia Out past the rising beach The river's rolling slow, yeah And there's jasmine in the breeze And while we can, let's take a chance Don't give many nights like these Cause young don't last forever And good hearts don't grow on trees No, they don't Yeah Na-na-na-na-na-na It's a shame that you grow up when you do Cause all the miles and all the years Take a piece of you I guess everything gets cut down over time But that don't mean I don't go back there in my mind Back near that magnolia Out past the rising beach The river's rolling slow, yeah And there's jasmine in the breeze And while we can, let's take a chance Don't give many nights like these Cause young don't last forever And good hearts don't grow on trees No, they don't Yeah And good hearts don't grow on trees Na-na-na-na-na-na Good hearts don't grow on trees *