![Papa - Bill Anderson](https://cdn.muztext.com/i/3284756974833925347.jpg)
Date of issue: 12.06.2011
Record label: Bear Family
Song language: English
Papa |
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 thoughness 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 passed by papa the men stopped and all shook my hand |
Most of the mourness had gone when I looked up and noticed this white haired |
old man |
He was dressed kinda shabby and he walked with a cane his voice was shaky and |
low |
I had to look twice before I rocognized him he used to work for us a long time |
ago |
They told me this morning that the big boss had died |
And I thought that I should come around |
I went out to the homeplace to tell him goodbye |
They told me that you done brought him to town |
I remember your papa used to say that when he died he didn’t have but one |
request |
He wanted to be burried out dare on that farm |
He said there wadn’t nowhere else that he could rest |
When I heard what you’d done I fatched me a shovel found me an old paper sack |
I scooped up some dirt from up near the farmhouse |
And thought that I’d just bring it back |
I hope you don’t mind if I just sorta scatter these few little pieces of clay |
It ain’t gonna mess up your pretty green grass he just might sleep better this |
way |
Guess I didn’t understand please forgive me papa |
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