PAPA ( Em )
Paul Anka
Em

Intro 12 Bars..11...
12....Ev'ry day my papa
would work
To help
to make ends meet
To see that
we would eat
Keep those shoes
upon my feet
..Ev'ry night my papa
would take
And tuck me in my bed
Kiss me on my head
After all
the pray'rs 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,
Papa broke down
and cried
All he said was God
why not take me
..Ev'ry night
he sat there Sleeping
in his rocking chair
He never went up stairs
All because
she wasn't there
..Then one day
my papa said
"Son I love
the way you've grown
Make it on your own,
I'll be O.K. alone"
..Ev'ry time I kiss
my children,
Papa's words ring true
Your children
live through you
They'll grow 
and need you too
Solo 8 Bars..6...7...
8....I remem-ber
ev'ry word
My papa used to say
I live them ev'ry day
He taught 
me well that way
..I remem-ber
ev'ry word
My papa used to say
I live them ev'ry day
He taught 
me well that way