Everyday My Papa Work To Help To Make Ends Meet To see that Wool Eat Keep Those Shoes Upon My Feet Night My Papa Wood Take and Tuck me in the my Head After All the Prayers Were Said
Could Tell That Mama Wasnt Well Papa Knew and Deep Down So So SO DID She When SHE DIED My Papa Broke Down and Crice WAS, "God, Why Not Take Me?" Not Take Me Every time I Kiss My Children Papas Words Ring True Your Children Live Through You Theyll Grow and Leave You, Too word My Papa Used to Say I Live Them Everyday He Taugh Me Well That Way I COULD TELL That Mama Was Well Papa Knew and Deep Down So SO DIID SHE PAPA BROKE Down and Cridged All He SAID WAS, "God, Why Not Take Me?" Not Take Me
