Intro: |
Gm Gm/F Ebmaj7 F Gm Bb Ebmaj7 |
Gm Gm/F |
Once I was seven years old, |
Ebmaj7 |
My mama told me |
Ebmaj7 |
"Go make yourself some friends |
F |
Or you'll be lonely." |
Gm Bb Ebmaj7 Gm |
Once I was seven years old |
Gm F/A Bb |
It was a big big world, |
Ebmaj7 |
But we thought we were bigger |
Ebmaj7 |
Pushing each other to the limits, |
F Gm |
We were learning quicker |
Gm F/A Bb |
By eleven smoking herb |
Ebmaj7 |
And drinking burning liquor |
Ebmaj7 |
Never rich so we were out |
F |
To make that steady figure |
Gm F/A Bb |
Once I was eleven years old. |
Ebmaj7 |
My daddy told me |
Ebmaj7 |
"Go get yourself a wife |
F |
Or you'll be lonely." |
Gm F/A Bb Ebmaj7 Gm |
Once I was eleven years old |
Gm F/A Bb |
I always had that dream |
Ebmaj7 |
Like my daddy before me |
Ebmaj7 |
So I started writing songs, |
F Gm |
I started writing stories |
Gm F/A Bb |
Something about that glory |
Bb Ebmaj7 |
Just always seemed to bore me |
Ebmaj7 |
'Cause only those I really love |
F |
Will ever really know me |
Gm F/A Bb |
Once I was twenty years old |
Ebmaj7 |
My story got told |
F |
Before the morning sun, when life was lonely |
Gm F/A Bb |
Once I was twenty years old |
Ebmaj7 Gm |
(Lukas Graham!) |
Gm F/A Bb |
I only see my goals, |
Ebmaj7 |
I don't believe in failure |
Ebmaj7 |
'Cause I know the smallest voices. |
F Gm |
They can make it major |
Gm F/A Bb |
I got my boys with me |
Ebmaj7 |
At least those in favor |
Ebmaj7 |
And if we don't meet before I leave |
F |
I hope I'll see you later |
Gm F/A Bb |
Once I was twenty years old |
Ebmaj7 |
My story got told |
Ebmaj7 |
I was writing about everything |
F |
I saw before me |
Gm F/A Bb Ebmaj7 |
Once I was twenty years old |
Gm F/A Bb |
Soon we'll be thirty years old |
Ebmaj7 |
Our songs have been sold |
Ebmaj7 |
We've traveled around the world |
F |
And we're still roaming |
Gm F/A Bb Ebmaj7 Gm |
Soon we'll be thirty years old |
Gm Bb |
I'm still learning about life |
Ebmaj7 |
My woman brought children for me |
Ebmaj7 |
So I can sing them all my songs |
F Gm |
And I can tell them stories |
Gm |
Most of my boys are with me |
Bb Ebmaj7 |
Some are still out seeking glory |
Ebmaj7 |
And some I had to leave behind |
Eb/D |
My brother I'm still sorry |
Ebmaj7 F Gm |
Soon I'll be sixty years old, |
F |
My daddy got sixty-one |
Dm |
Remember life and then your life |
Eb |
Becomes a better one |
F |
I made a man so happy when |
Gm D4 |
I wrote a letter once |
D4 D |
I hope my children come and visit |
D |
Once or twice a month |
Bridge: |
Ebmaj7 Ebmaj7 Gm Gm x4 |
Ebmaj7 F Gm |
Soon I'll be sixty years old |
F |
Will I think the world is cold |
Dm |
Or will I have a lot of children |
Dm |
Who can warm me? |
Ebmaj7 F Gm Ebmaj7 F |
Soon I'll be sixty years old |
Gm F/A Bb |
Soon I'll be sixty years old |
Ebmaj7 |
Will I think the world is cold |
Ebmaj7 |
Or will I have a lot of children |
F |
Who can warm me? |
Gm F/A Bb Ebmaj7 |
Soon I'll be sixty years old |
Gm Bb |
Once I was seven years old, |
Ebmaj7 |
My mama told me |
Ebmaj7 |
"Go make yourself some friends |
F |
Or you'll be lonely." |
Gm F/A Bb Ebmaj7 |
Once I was seven years old |
Gm F/A Bb |
Once I was seven years old |
Bridge: |
Ebmaj7 Ebmaj7 Gm Gm x4 |
Ending: |
Gm Gm Ebmaj7 Ebmaj7 x4 |
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