🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Papa (70s version) - Paul Anka

 Everyday my papa would 
 To  to make ends meet
 To see that we would 
 Keep those  upon my feet
 
 Every  my papa would take me
 And tuck me  my bed
 Kiss me on my 
 After all my  were said
 
 And there  years
 Of sadness  of tears
  it all
  we were strong
  were strong
 Times  rough
 But Papa  was tough
  stood beside him all along
 
 Growing up with them  easy
 The  had flew on by
  years began to fly
 They aged and so  I
 
 And I could 
 That mama she  well
 Papa knew and deep down so  she
  did she
  she died
  broke down and he cried
 And all he could say was, "God, why her? Take 
 
 Everyday he sat there sleeping in a rocking 
 He never  upstais
  she wasn't there
 
 Then one  my Papa said,
 "Son, I'm proud of  you've grown"
 He said,  out and make it on your own.
 Don't worry. I'm  alone."
 
 He  "There are things that you must do"
 He said, "There's  you must see"
 And his eyes were sad as 
 As  said goodbye to me
 
 Every time  kiss my children
  words ring true
 He said,  live through you.
 Let them grow! They'll  you, too"
 
 I remember  word Papa used to say
 I kiss my kids and 
 That they'll  of me
 
 Oh how  pray
 They  think of me
 That way
 Someday