Luyện nghe bài hát Patches

I was born and down in Alabama
On a way back up in the woods
I was so that folks used to call me Patches

Papa used to me about it
'Cause deep down inside he was
'Cause done all he could

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

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

For, had kick him down to the ground
When he to get up
Life kick him back 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 through
My son, all left up to you"

Two days later papa passed
And I a man that day
So I told I was gonna quit school
But she said that was strictest rule

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

I to leave, just run away from home
But I would remember my daddy 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 rain came and washed all the crops away
And at the age of I thought I was carryin'
The weight of the whole world on my
And you know, knew what I was goin' through, 'cause

day I had to work the fields
'Cause the only way we got our meals
See, I was the oldest of the
And everybody depended on me

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

So years have and all the kids are grown
The took mama to a brand new home
Lord knows, people, I tears
But my daddy's kept 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 to do my best
up to you to do the rest"