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

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