Once I was sev en years old, my ma ma told me, “Go make your self some friends or you’ll be lone ly.” Once I was sev en years old.
It was a big, big world, but we thought we were big ger.
Push ing each oth er to the lim its, we were learn ing quick er.
By e lev en, smok ing herb and drink ing burn ing li quor.
Nev er rich so we were out to make that stead y fig ure.
Once I was e lev en years old, my dad dy told me, “Go get your self a wife or you’ll be lone ly.” Once I was e lev en years old.
I al ways had that dream like my dad dy be fore me, so I start ed writ ing songs, I start ed writ ing sto ries.
Some thing a bout that glo ry just al ways seemed to bore me, ’cause if on ly those I real ly love will ev er real ly know me.
Once I was twen ty years old, my sto ry got told I be fore ing the morn ing sun, when life was lone ly.
Once I was twen ty years old.
I on ly see my goals, I don’t be lieve in fail ure ’cause I know the small est voic es, they can make it ma jor.
I got my boys that with me, at least ways those in fa vor, and if we don’t meet be fore I leave, I hope I’ll see you la ter.
Once I was twen ty years old, my sto ry got told, I was writ ing ’bout ev ’ry thing I saw be fore me.
Once I was twen ty years old.
Soon we’ll be thir ty years old.
Our songs have been sold, we’ve trav elled a round the world and we’re still roam ing.
Soon we’ll be thir ty years old.
I’m still learn ing a bout life.
My wom an brought chil dren for me so I can sing them all my songs and I can tell them sto ries.
Most of my boys are with me, some are still out seek ing glo ry and some I had to leave be hind.
My broth er, I’m still sor ry.
Soon I’ll be six ty years old.
My dad dy got six ty one.
Re mem ber life and then your life be comes a bet ter one.
I made a man so hap py when I wrote a let ter once.
I hope my chil dren come and vis it once or twice a month.
Soon I’ll be six ty years old.
Soon I’ll be six ty years old.
Will I think the world is cold or will I have a lot of chil dren who can hold me?
Soon I’ll be six ty years old.
Once I was sev en years old, my ma ma told me, “Go make your self some friends or you’ll be lone ly.” Once I was sev en years old.
Once I was sev en years old.
This page shows “7 Years” by Lukas Graham in our color-coded kid songbook view — every note is colored by pitch (red C, orange D, yellow E, green F, blue G, purple A, pink B) and the lyrics sit directly under each note, so children can sing along while they play. The song is in the key of C at 112 BPM, a slightly more challenging arrangement — practice each phrase slowly first.