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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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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 Pushing each other to the limits |
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Once I was eleven years old Once I was eleven years old "Go get yourself a wife or you'll be lonely" my daddy told me |
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just always seemed to bore me 'Cause only those I really love like my daddy before me I started writing stories I always had that dream Something about that glory So I started writing songs will ever really know me |
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when life was lonely (Lukas Graham!) Before the morning sun Once I was twenty years old my story got told Once I was twenty years old |
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they can make it major And if we don't meet before I leave I don't believe in failure I only see my goals 'Cause I know the smallest voices I got my boys with me at least those in favor I hope I'll see you later |
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my story got told Once I was twenty years old Once I was twenty years old I was writing about everything I saw before me |
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Soon we'll be thirty years old Soon we'll be thirty years old and we're still roaming We've traveled around the world our songs have been sold |
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Most of my boys are with me Some are still out seeking glory I'm still learning about life My woman brought children for me 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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when I wrote a letter once I hope my children come my daddy got sixty-one 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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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 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 |
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Once I was seven years old Once I was seven years old Once I was seven years old my mama told me or you'll be lonely" "Go make yourself some friends |
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