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

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