پاپا

Everyday my papa would work
To try to make ends meet
To see that we would eat
Keep those shoes upon my feet
Every night my papa would take me
And tuck me in my bed
Kiss me on my head
After all my prayers were said
Growing up with them was easy
time just flew on by
The years began to fly
They aged and so did I
And I could tell
That mama she wasn't well
Papa knew and deep down so did she
So did she
When she died
Papa broke down and he cried
All he said was, God, Why not take me
Every night he sat there sleeping in his rocking chair
He never went upstais
Because she wasn't there
Then one day my Papa said
Son, I'm proud of how you've grown
make it on your own
I'll be O.K. alone
Every time I kess my children
Papa's words ring true
He said, Children live through you
Let them grow
They'll leave you, too
I remember every word Papa used to say
I live that every day
He taught me well that way
Every night my papa would take me
And tuck me in my bed
Kiss me on my head
After all my prayers were said
Every night my papa would take me
And tuck me in my bed
And tuck me in my bed
After all my prayers were said