PAPA ( Em ) Paul Anka
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Ev'ry day my papa would work To help to make ends meet
To see that we would eat Keep those shoes upon my feet ..
Ev'ry night my papa would take And tuck me in my bed
Kiss me on my head After all the pray'rs 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, Papa broke down and cried
All he said was God why not take me ..
Ev'ry night he sat there Sleeping in his rocking chair
He never went up stairs All because she wasn't there ..
Then one day my papa said "Son I love the way you've grown
Make it on your own, I'll be O.K. alone" ..
Ev'ry time I kiss my children, Papa's words ring true
Your children live through you They'll grow and need you too
Solo 8 Bars..6...7... 8....
I remem-ber ev'ry word My papa used to say
I live them ev'ry day He taught me well that way ..
I remem-ber ev'ry word My papa used to say
I live them ev'ry day He taught me well that way
Ev'ry night my papa would take And tuck me in my bed
Kiss me on my head After all the pray'rs were said ..