🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Papa - Paul Anka

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