🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Papa - Paul Anka

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