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Papa

アーティスト:Bill Anderson  アルバム:I Can Do Nothing Alone 

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Papa was a simple man Papa loved his farming land Guess I didn't understand Please forgive me papa. You can't paint a picture of a man like papa With something as empty as words 'Cause there's no way to measure The toughness of timber And compare it to the softness of birds. Papa was both and yet he was neither Just a hard working God fearing soul He gave what he had to the ones that he loved And I guess he loved me best of all. For I was the oldest and we were the closest We worked that old farm side by side I guess that's the reason it hit me the hardest The morning that my papa died. All I could think of was how hard he'd worked And what little comfort he'd found I guess that's the reason I hitched up the mule And drove the old buggy to town. I picked out a lot in the big cemetery In the shade of a tall maple tree Figured it's the least I could do for my papa After all the things that he's done for me. We gave him a funeral fit for a king And then we laid him to rest in the sod Somehow I thought that in that big pretty place He just might feel closer to God. The women were crying as they


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