Luyện nghe bài hát Patches

I was and raised down in Alabama
On a farm way back up in the
I was so ragged folks used to call me Patches

used to tease me about it
'Cause down inside he was hurt
he'd done all he could

My was a great old man
I can see him a shovel in his hands, see
Education he had

He did wonders the times got bad
The money from the crops he raised
Barely paid the we made

For, life had kick him to the ground
When he to get up
Life would kick him down

One day papa me to his dyin' bed
Put his on my shoulders
And in his he said

He said, "Patches
I'm on you, son
To pull the family
My son, it's all up to you"

Two days later papa away
And I a man that day
So I mama I was gonna quit school
But she said that was daddy's strictest

So every mornin' 'fore I went to
I fed the chickens and I chopped too
Sometimes I that I couldn't go on

I wanted to leave, just run away home
But I would remember what my said
With tears in his eyes on his bed

He said, "Patches
I'm on you, son
I tried to do my
up to you to do the rest"

Then one day a strong rain came and washed all the crops
And at the age of thirteen I thought I was
The weight of the whole world on my
And you know, Mama knew what I was through, 'cause

Every day I had to the fields
'Cause that's the way we got our meals
See, I was the oldest of the
And else depended on me

night I heard my mama pray
Lord, give him the
To make day

So years passed and all the kids are grown
The angels mama to a brand new home
knows, people, I shedded tears
But my daddy's voice kept me the years

Sing, "Patches
I'm on you, son
To the family through
My son, it's all up to you"

Oh, I can still hear papa's sayin', "Patches
I'm on you, son
tried to do my best
up to you to do the rest"