7 Years · аккорды на гитаре · текст песни

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.

It was a big, big world, but we thought we were bigger,

Pushing each other to the limits, we were learning quicker,

By eleven smoking herb

And drinking burning liquor,

Never rich so we were out to make that steady figure.

Once I was eleven years old, my daddy told me,

“Go get yourself a wife or you’ll be lonely”,

Once I was eleven years old.

I always had that dream like my daddy before me,

So I started writing songs, I started writing stories.

Something about that glory,

Just always seemed to bore me,

‘Cause only those I really love will ever really know me.

Once I was twenty years old, my story got told

Before the morning sun, when life was lonely,

Once I was twenty years old.

(Lukas Graham!)

I only see my goals, I don’t believe in failure,

‘Cause I know the smallest voices, they can make it major.

I got my boys with me

At least those in favor

And if we don’t meet before I leave, I hope I’ll see you later.

Once I was twenty years old, my story got told,

I was writing ‘bout everything, I saw before me,

Once I was twenty years old.

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.

I’m still learning about life,

My woman brought children for me,

And I can tell them stories.

Most of my boys are with me,

Some are still out seeking glory,

My brother, I’m still sorry.

Soon I’ll be sixty years old, my daddy got sixty-one,

Remember, life and then your life becomes a better one.

I made a man so happy when I wrote a letter once,

I hope, my children come and visit once or twice a month.

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.

Soon I’ll be sixty years old, will I think the world is cold

Or will I have a lot of children who can hold me?

Soon I’ll be sixty years old.

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,

Once I was seven years old.