Luyện nghe bài hát Patches

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

Papa used to me about it
'Cause deep down inside he was
'Cause he'd 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 the times got bad
The little money from the he raised
Barely the bills we made

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

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

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

I wanted to leave, just run 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 to do my best
up to you to do the rest"

Then one day a strong came 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 what I was goin' through, 'cause

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

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

So years have passed and all the kids are
The angels took mama to a new home
Lord knows, people, I 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 hear papa's voice sayin', "Patches
I'm on you, son
tried to do my best
up to you to do the rest"