Ebi - 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 O.K. 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