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

 Everyday my  would work
 To try to  ends meet
 To see that we would 
 Keep those shoes upon  feet
 
 Every night my papa  take me
 And tuck me in  bed
 Kiss me  my head
 After  my prayers were said
 
 And there were 
 Of sadness and  tears
  it all
 Together we  strong
  were strong
 Times were 
 But Papa he  tough
 Mama stood  him all along
 
 Growing  with them was easy
 The time had  on by
 The years began to 
 They aged and so did 
 
  I could tell
  mama she wasn't well
 Papa knew and  down so did she
 So  she
 When  died
 Papa broke down and  cried
 And all he could say was, "God,  her? Take me!"
 
 Everyday he  there sleeping in a rocking chair
 He  went upstais
 Because she  there
 
 Then one day  Papa said,
 "Son,  proud of how you've grown"
 He said, "Go out and make it on your 
 Don't  I'm O.K. alone."
 
 He  "There are things that you must do"
 He said, "There's  you must see"
 And his eyes  sad as he
  he said goodbye to me
 
 Every time I  my children
 Papa's words ring 
 He  "Children live through you.
  them grow! They'll leave you, too"
 
  remember every word Papa used to say
 I kiss my  and pray
  they'll think of me
 
 Oh how I 
 They will think of 
 That way
 Someday