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