Hey Papa, wanna thank you so For who you is and what you be and all that ya do You, yeah, you, you always taught me right from wrong I ain't got much, but Papa I wrote you this song
All the pain and suffering I watched you ignore From a poor boy, through the ruins of war When my life is over and I done found my home Just remember... son you're not alone
A hard road is what it's gonna be When I think of all you been and done So glad I got to know ya Papa So glad I was the chosen one So glad I was the chosen one
You, yeah, you, always seemed find some time Beyond my dying day, you'll always be a friend of mine And you, ya left some big shoes to fill I'll do my best to make ya proud I promise that I will All the pain and suffering I watched you ignore From a poor boy, through the ruins of war When my life is over and I done found my home Just remember... son you're not alone
A hard road is what it's gonna be When I think of all you been and done So glad I got to know ya Papa So glad I was the chosen one So glad I was the chosen oneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
