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

  my papa would work
 To try to make ends 
 To see that  would eat
 Keep those  upon my feet
 
 Every night my papa  take me
 And tuck me in  bed
 Kiss me  my head
 After  my prayers were said
 
 And there  years
 Of sadness and  tears
 Through  all
 Together we were 
 We were 
 Times  rough
  Papa he was tough
 Mama stood beside him all 
 
 Growing up with  was easy
 The time had  on by
 The  began to fly
 They aged  so did I
 
 And I  tell
 That  she wasn't well
  knew and deep down so did she
 So  she
 When she 
 Papa broke  and he cried
 And all he could say was, "God, why her? Take 
 
 Everyday he sat there sleeping  a rocking chair
 He never  upstais
 Because she wasn't 
 
 Then one day  Papa said,
 "Son, I'm proud of how you've 
 He said, "Go out and make it  your own.
 Don't  I'm O.K. alone."
 
 He said, "There are  that you must do"
 He said, "There's places you  see"
  his eyes were sad as he
 As he said goodbye to 
 
 Every time I  my children
 Papa's words  true
 He said, "Children live  you.
  them grow! They'll leave you, too"
 
 I  every word Papa used to say
 I kiss my  and pray
 That they'll think of 
 
 Oh how I 
 They will think  me
 That way
 Someday