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my mama told me Once I was seven years old "Go make yourself some friends or you'll be lonely" Once I was seven years old |
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but we thought we were bigger It was a big big world Pushing each other to the limits By eleven smoking herb and drinking burning liquor we were learning quicker Never rich so we were out to make that steady figure |
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Once I was eleven years old my daddy told me "Go get yourself a wife or you'll be lonely" Once I was eleven years old |
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will ever really know me I always had that dream I started writing stories 'Cause only those I really love like my daddy before me Something about that glory So I started writing songs just always seemed to bore me |
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Once I was twenty years old Before the morning sun (Lukas Graham!) my story got told Once I was twenty years old when life was lonely |
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at least those in favor I got my boys with me I hope I'll see you later 'Cause I know the smallest voices I don't believe in failure they can make it major I only see my goals And if we don't meet before I leave |
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Once I was twenty years old Once I was twenty years old I was writing about everything I saw before me my story got told |
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Soon we'll be thirty years old Soon we'll be thirty years old our songs have been sold We've traveled around the world and we're still roaming |
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My woman brought children for me Most of my boys are with me I'm still learning about life Some are still out seeking glory And some I had to leave behind my brother, I'm still sorry So I can sing them all my songs and I can tell them stories |
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I hope my children come my daddy got sixty-one when I wrote a letter once and visit once or twice a month Soon I'll be sixty years old I made a man so happy Remember life, and then your life becomes a better one |
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Soon I'll be sixty years old will I think the world is cold Or will I have a lot of children who can warm me? Soon I'll be sixty years old |
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Soon I'll be sixty years old Or will I have a lot of children who can warm me? Soon I'll be sixty years old will I think the world is cold |
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Once I was seven years old or you'll be lonely" Once I was seven years old Once I was seven years old "Go make yourself some friends my mama told me |
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