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 Everyday my  worked
  help to make ends meet
  see that we would eat
 (To) keep those  upon my feet
 Every night  papa would take
 And tuck me  my bed
 Kiss me on my 
 After all  prayers were said
 
  up with him was easy
 time just flew on 
 The years began  fly
 He aged and  did I
 
 I could tell
 That mama wasn't 
 Papa knew and  down so did she
 So did she
 When she died
 My  broke down and cried
 All  said was, "God, Why not take me!"
 
 Every night he sat there sleeping  his rocking chair
 He  went upstairs
 All because she wasn't 
 
 Then  day my Papa said,
 "Son,  proud (of) the way you've grown
 make it on your 
 I'll  O.K. alone."
 
 Every time I  my children
 Papa's words  true
 "Your children  through you.
 They'll  and leave you, too"
 I remember  word my papa used to say
 I live  every day
 He taught  well that way
 
 Every night my  would take
 And tuck me  my bed
 Kiss  on my head
 After all  prayers were said
 
 Every night  papa would take
  tuck me in my bed
 Tuck me  my bed
 After all my prayers were