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

  my papa would work
 To try  make ends meet
 To see that we  eat
 Keep those shoes upon my 
 
 Every night my papa would take 
 And tuck  in my bed
  me on my head
 After all my  were said
 
 And there were 
 Of  and of tears
 Through  all
 Together we  strong
 We were 
  were rough
 But  he was tough
 Mama stood  him all along
 
 Growing up  them was easy
  time had flew on by
 The years  to fly
  aged and so did I
 
 And I  tell
 That  she wasn't well
 Papa  and deep down so did she
 So did 
 When she 
 Papa  down and he cried
 And all he could say was, "God, why  Take me!"
 
 Everyday he  there sleeping in a rocking chair
 He never went 
 Because she  there
 
 Then one day my  said,
 "Son, I'm proud of  you've grown"
 He said, "Go  and make it on your own.
 Don't worry. I'm  alone."
 
 He said, "There  things that you must do"
 He said, "There's places you must 
 And  eyes were sad as he
 As he said goodbye  me
 
 Every  I kiss my children
 Papa's  ring true
  said, "Children live through you.
 Let them grow! They'll  you, too"
 
 I remember every word Papa used  say
 I kiss my kids  pray
 That they'll think of 
 
 Oh how I 
 They will think  me
 That way
 Someday