Luyện nghe bài hát Patches

I was born and 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
'Cause he'd all he could

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

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

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

One day papa called me to his bed
Put his on my shoulders
And in his tears he

He said, "Patches
I'm on you, son
To the family through
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 strictest rule

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

I wanted to leave, run away from home
But I would remember my daddy said
With in his eyes on his dyin' 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 and washed all the crops away
And at the age of thirteen I I was carryin'
The weight of the whole world on my
And you know, Mama knew I was goin' through, 'cause

Every day I had to work the
that's the only way we got our meals
See, I was the of the family
And everybody else on me

Every I heard my mama pray
Lord, him the strength
To another day

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

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

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