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

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