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