🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Papa Loved Mama - Garth Brooks

  Loved Mama
 
  drove a truck nearly all his life
 You  it drove mama crazy being a trucker's wife
 The part she couldn't handle was the being 
 I guess she needed more to hold than  a telephone
 Papa called Mama  and every night
 Just to ask her how she  and if us kids were alright
  would wait for that call to come in
 When Daddy'd hang up she was gone 
 
 Mama  a looker
  how she shined
 Papa was a 
 But  jealous kind
 Papa loved 
 Mama loved 
  in the graveyard
 Papa's  the pen
 
 Well, it was bound to happen and one night it 
 Papa came home and it was just  kids
 He had a dozen  and a bottle of wine
 If he  lookin' to surprise us, he was doin' fine
 I heard him cry for Mama up and  the hall
 Then I h heard a  break against the bedroom wall
 That  diesel engine made an eerie sound
 When Papa fired it up and headed into 
 
 Well, the picture in the paper showed the  real well
  rig was buried in the local motel
 The desk clerk said he  it all real clear
 He never hit the  and he was shifting gears
 
 Mama was  looker
 Lord,  she shined
 Papa was a 
 But  jealous kind
 Papa loved 
 Mama loved 
 Mama's in  graveyard
 Papa's  the pen