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