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

Papa to tease me about it
'Cause deep inside he was hurt
'Cause done all he could

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

He did wonders when the got bad
The little money the crops he raised
paid the bills we made

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

One day papa called me to his bed
Put his hands on my
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 passed
And I became a man day
So I told I was gonna quit school
But she said that was daddy's rule

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

I wanted to leave, just run away from
But I remember what 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 strong rain came and washed all the crops
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 the fields
'Cause the only way we got our meals
See, I was the of the family
And else depended on me

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

So years passed and all the kids are grown
The angels took to a brand new home
Lord knows, people, I tears
But my voice kept me through the years

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

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