Guitar ChordBand InVerseEveryday My Papa Would Work To Help To Make Ends MeetTo See That We Would Eat Keep Those Shoes Upon My FeetEvery Night My Papa Would Take And Tuck Me In My BedKiss Me On My Head After All The Prayers Were SaidGrowing Up With Them Was Easy The Time Had Flew On ByThe Years Began To Fly They Aged And So Did IHookAnd I Could Tell That Mama Wasn't WellPapa Knew And Deep Down So Did She So Did SheWhen She Died Papa Broke Down And He CriedAll He Say Was, "God, Why Not Take Me!"VerseEvery Night He Sat There Sleeping In A Walking ChairHe Never Went Upstais All Because She Wasn't ThereThen One Day My Papa Said, "Son, I'm Proud The Way You've Grown"And Make It On Your Own. Don't Worry. I'm O.k. Alone."Every Time I Kiss My Children Papa's Words Ring True"The Children Live Through You. Let Them Grow! They'll Leave You, Too"I Remember Every Word Papa Used To Say I Live That Every Day He Taught Me Well That WayOutroEvery Night My Papa Would Take Me And Tuck Me In My BedKiss Me On My Head After All The Prayers Were Said
