PAPA - PAUL ANKA

Esta canci´n me encanta, bonita voz. Letra PAPA Everyday my papa would work To try to make ends meet To see that we would eat Keep those shoes upon my feet Every night my papa would take me And tuck me in my bed Kiss me on my head After all my prayers were said And there were years Of sadness and of tears Through it all Together we were strong We were strong Times were rough But papa he was tough Mama stood beside him all along