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

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