Papa Lyrics

Everyday my papa would workTo help to make ends meetTo see that we would eatKeep those shoes upon my feetEvery night my papa would takeAnd tuck me in my bedKiss me on my headAfter all the prayers were saidGrowing up with him was easyTime just flew on byThe years began to flyHe aged and so did II could tellThat mama wasn't wellPapa knew and deep down so did sheSo did sheWhen she diedMy papa broke down and criedAll he said was, "God, why not take me?"Every night he sat there sleepingIn his rocking chairHe never went upstairsAll because she wasn't thereThen one day my papa said,"Son, I'm proud the way you've grown.Make it on your own. Oh, I'll be O.K. alone."Every time I kiss my childrenPapa's words ring true"Your children live through you.They'll grow and leave you, too"I remember every wordMy papa used to sayI live them everydayHe taught me well that wayEvery night my papa would takeAnd tuck me in my bedKiss me on my headWhen my prayers were saidEvery night my papa would takeAnd tuck me in my bedTuck me in my bedAfter my prayers were said ...PapaPaul Anka ('90s version)Everyday my papa would workTo try to make ends meetTo see that we would eatKeep those shoes upon my feetEvery night my papa would take meAnd tuck me in my bedKiss me on my headAfter all my prayers were saidAnd there were yearsOf sadness and of tearsThrough it allTogether we were strongWe were strongTimes were roughBut Papa he was toughMama stood beside him all alongGrowing up with them was easyThe time had flew on byThe years began to flyThey aged and so did IAnd I could tellThat mama she wasn't wellPapa knew and deep down so did sheSo did sheWhen she diedPapa broke down and he criedAnd all he could say was, "God, why her? Take me!"Everyday he sat there sleeping in a rocking chairHe never went upstaisBecause she wasn't thereThen one day my Papa said,"Son, I'm proud of how you've grown"He said, "Go out and make it on your own.Don't worry. I'm O.K. alone."He said, "There are things that you must do"He said, "There's places you must see"And his eyes were sad as heAs he said goodbye to meEvery time I kess my childrenPapa's words ring trueHe said, "Children live through you.Let them grow! They'll leave you, too"I remember every word Papa used to sayI kiss my kids and prayThat they'll think of meOh how I prayThey will think of meThat waySomeday