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

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