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PAUL ANKA - PAPA

Everyday my papa would work to help to make ends meet 

To see that we would eat, 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 the 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 the way you've grown. 

Make it on your own. Oh, 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 them everyday he taught me well that way 

Every night my papa would take and tuck me in my bed 

Kiss me on my head when my prayers were said 

Every night my papa would take and tuck me in my bed 

Tuck me in my bed after my prayers were said ...


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