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Babu Ni Shujaa Wangu Grand Pa My Hero-

BABU NI SHUJAA WANGU GRAND PA MY HERO- - Grandpa’s hands were withered, they did shake; But he held me anyway; Grandpa’s voice crackle and breaks, but he calls me every day; >
Grandpa’s arthritic knees hurt, but he got down on them to pray And I say Did I say el abuelo es mi héroe; Grand pa’s e is my hero; el abuelo es mi héroe; Grand pa’s e is my hero; And I say a yo a na na.. Na na a b aba babu ni shujaa wangu babu ni shujaa wangu
Grandpa’s skin was all dried out; Grandpa’s was all so tired; But yet he’d always made time to play with me; Grandpa’s still has his car a 1967 Cougar; He’d roll down his windows while driving shoutin “All ya need to praise the Lord” Alleluia >
Grandpa’s arthritic knees hurt, but he got down on them to pray And I say Did I say el abuelo es mi héroe; Grand pa’s e is my hero; el abuelo es mi héroe; Grand pa’s e is my hero; And I say a yo a na na.. Na na a b aba babu ni shujaa wangu babu ni shujaa wangu
Grand pa got sick, his greatest wish Was to be buried by Grand ma Before he died he said don’t cried I’m going back home to be by God’s side >
Grandpa’s arthritic knees hurt, but he got down on them to pray And I say Did I say el abuelo es mi héroe; Grand pa’s e is my hero; el abuelo es mi héroe; Grand pa’s e is my hero; And I say a yo a na na.. Na na a b aba babu ni shujaa wangu babu ni shujaa wangu Halleluiah, Halleluiah oh! glory have mercy Hallelujah
4/5/19 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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