Paul Anka – Papa Ukulele Chords

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 be side him all a long

Growing up with them was easy, the time had flew on by
The years began to fly, they aged and so did I
And I could tell, that mama she wasn’t well
Papa knew and deep down so did she, so did she
When she died, Papa broke down and he cried
And all he could say was, ”God, why her? Take me!”

Everyday he sat there sleeping in a rocking chair
He never went upstairs, because she wasn’t there
Then one day my Papa said, “Son, I’m proud of how you’ve grown”
He said, “Go out and make it on your own. Don’t worry. I’m O.K. alone.”
He said, ”There are things that you must do”, he said, ”There’s places you must see”
And his eyes were sad as he, as he said goodbye to me
Every time I kiss my children, Papa’s words ring true
He said, ”Children live through you. Let them grow! They’ll leave you, too”
I remember every word Papa used to say, I kiss my kids and pray
That they’ll think of me, that way, someday