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