Luyện nghe bài hát Patches

I was born and down in Alabama
On a farm way back up in the
I was so ragged that folks to call me Patches
Papa used to me about it
Cause deep down inside he was
he'd done all he could

My was a great old man
I can see him with a in his hands, see
he never had
He did wonders when the got bad
The little from the crops he raised
paid the bills we made

For, life had him down to the ground
he tried to get up
Life kick him back down
One day Papa me to his dyin' bed
Put his hands on my
And in his he said

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

Two later Papa passed away, and
I a man that day
So I told Mama I was quit school, but
She that was Daddy's strictest rule

So every mornin' 'fore I went to
I fed the chickens and I wood too
Sometimes I felt that I go on
I wanted to leave, run away from home
But I remember what my daddy said
With tears in his eyes on his bed

He said,
I'm on you, son
I tried to do my
It's up to you to do the

Then one day a strong rain
And washed all the crops
And at the age of 13 I
I was carryin' the of the
Whole on my shoulders
And you know, Mama
I was goin' through, 'cause

Every day I had to work the
Cause that's the only way we got our
You see, I was the of the family
And everybody depended on me
Every I heard my Mama pray
Lord, give him the to face another day

So years have passed and all the are grown
The took 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 pull the through
My son, all left up to you

Oh, I can still Papa's voice sayin'
Patches, I'm on you, son
tried to do my best
It's up to you to do the

I can still hear Papa, what he