🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Papa - Paul Anka

  my papa worked
 To help to make ends 
 To  that we would eat
 (To) keep  shoes upon my feet
 Every night my  would take
 And tuck me  my bed
 Kiss  on my head
 After all  prayers were said
 
 Growing up with  was easy
 time just flew on 
 The years began  fly
 He aged  so did I
 
  could tell
 That mama wasn't 
  knew and deep down so did she
  did she
 When  died
 My papa broke  and cried
 All he said was, "God,  not take me!"
 
 Every night he sat there sleeping in  rocking chair
 He never went 
 All  she wasn't there
 
 Then one day  Papa said,
 "Son, I'm proud (of) the way  grown
 make it on  own
 I'll be O.K. 
 
  time I kiss my children
 Papa's words  true
 "Your children  through you.
 They'll  and leave you, too"
 I remember every word my papa used  say
  live that every day
 He taught me well  way
 
 Every  my papa would take
 And  me in my bed
 Kiss me on  head
 After all my prayers were 
 
 Every night my papa would 
 And tuck me  my bed
  me in my bed
 After all  prayers were said