Papa
Everyday my papa worked
- Everyday my papa worked
- To help to make ends meet
- To see that we would eat
- To keep those shoes upon my feet
- Every night my papa would take
- And tuck me in my bed
- Kiss me on my head
- After all my prayers were said
- Growing up with him was easy time just flew on by
- The years began to fly
- He aged and so did I
- I could tell
- That Mama wasn't well
- Papa knew and deep down so did she
- So did she
- When she died
- My papa broke down and cried
- All he said was God why not take me
- Every night he sat there sleeping in his rocking chair
- He never went upstairs
- All because she wasn't there
- Then one day my papa said
- Son I'm proud of the way you've grown
- Make it on your own
- I'll be Ok alone
- Every time I kiss my children
- Papa's words ring true
- Your children live through you
- They'll grow and leave you too
- I remember every word my papa used to say
- I live that every day
- He taught me well that way
- Every night my papa would take
- And tuck me in my bed
- Kiss me on my head
- After all my prayers were said
- Every night my papa would take
- And tuck me in my bed
- Tuck me in my bed
- After all my prayers were said
Happy Father's Day.
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" Papa " from Paul Anka 's version. 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻💐💐💐💖💖💖😽🐈🐶🦮🎄✝️⛪️✝️🎄
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