Papa

[billy]

ชอบร้องเพลงนี้ครับ เป็นเพลงที่ใช้หัดเล่นกีต้าร์ตอนยังเป็นเด็กๆ เล่นเป็นก่อนที่จะเข้าใจเนื้อหาครับ หยิบกีต้าร์มาเล่นทีไรจะเล่นเพลงนี้ทุกที ตอนนี้หัดอัดเสียงก็ยังงัดมาเล่นอืก คิดถึงพ่อครับผมไม่ได้อยู่กับพ่อมาตั้งแต่เด็กๆ เลยมีความหลังฝังใจหน่อย

Papa


Ev?ryday 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 my 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 Papa broke down and he cried
All he say was God, why not take me!

Everynight 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 love the way you've grown
make it on your own I'll be O.K. alone.

Every time I kiss my children
Papa's words ring true
Your Children live through you.
They'll grown and leave you, too

I remember ev?ry word my Papa used to say
I live them ev?ryday, he taught me well that way.