Paul Anka - Papa

^EmEveryday my papa would work ^AmTo make ends meet To ^B7see that we would eat Keep those ^Emshoes upon my feet ^EmEvery night my papa take me And ^Amtuck me in my bed ^B7Kiss me on my head After ^Emall the prayers were said ^EmGrowing up with him was easy Time^Am just flew on by The ^B7years began to fly He ^Emaged and so did I

And ^CI could ^Dtell That ^B7mama she wasn't we^Emll ^CPapa knew and ^Ddeep down so did s^Ghe So did ^B7she ^CWhen she^B7 died ^B7Papa broke down and he ^Emcried ^CAnd all he said was, "^AmGod, why her? Take ^B7me!"

^EmEveryday he sat there sleeping ^AmIn a walking chair He ^B7never went upstais All ^Embecause she wasn't there ^EmThen one day my Papa said "Son, I'm ^Amproud of how you've grown ^B7Make it on your own Oh I'll ^Embe O.K. alone." He said, "^EmThere are things you must do." ^AmPlaces you must see" And ^B7his eyes were sad As he said ^Emgoodbye to me

Every ^Emtime I kiss my children ^AmPapa's words ring true "Your ^B7children live through you. They'll ^Emgrow and leave you, too" I remember ^Emevery word ^AmPapa used to say I ^B7live that every day He ^Emtaught me well that way Every ^Emnight my papa would take me And ^Amtuck me in my bed ^B7Kiss me on my head ^EmAfter all my prayers were said Every ^Emnight my papa would take me * And ^Amtuck me in my bed * ^B7Tuck me in my bed * After ^Emall my prayers were said. *