Paul Anka - Papa(44 visits)

Everyday my papa would work
To help to make ends meet
To see that we would eat
Keep those shoes upon my feet
Every night my papa would take me
And tuck me in my bed
Kiss me on my head
After all my prayers were said

Growing up with them was easy
The time had flew on by
The years began to fly
He aged and so did I
And I could tell
That mama she wasn't well
Papa knew and deep down so did she
So did she
When she died
Papa broke down and he cried
And he said was, "God, why her? Take me!"
Everyday he sat there sleeping in his rocking chair
He never went upstais
All Because she wasn't there

Then one day my Papa said,
"Son, I'm proud of the way you've grown"
He said, "Go out and make it on your own.
Make it on your own
Oh. I'll be Ok. Alone

Every time I kiss my children
Papa's words ring true
He said, "Children live through you.
Let them grow! They'll leave you, too"
I remember every word my Papa used to say
I live them everyday
He tuck me when i pray
Everynight my papa would take and tuck me in my bed
Kiss me on my head
After all my prays was said...













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