Luyện nghe bài hát Patches

I was born and raised down in
On a farm way up in the woods
I was so ragged folks used to call me Patches
Papa used to me about it
deep down inside he was hurt
Cause done all he could

My was a great old man
I can see him with a in his hands, see
Education he had
He did wonders the times got bad
The little money the crops he raised
paid the bills we made

For, life had kick him down to the
When he to get up
Life would him back down
One day Papa called me to his bed
Put his hands on my
And in his tears he

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

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

So every mornin' 'fore I to school
I fed the chickens and I wood too
Sometimes I felt I couldn't go on
I to leave, just run away from home
But I would remember what my said
With tears in his eyes on his bed

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

one day a strong rain came
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
What I was through, 'cause

day I had to work the fields
Cause the only way we got our meals
You see, I was the of the family
And everybody else on me
Every night I heard my pray
Lord, give him the strength to another day

So years have passed and all the kids are
The angels Mama to a brand new home
Lord knows, people, I tears
But my daddy's voice kept me through the

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

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

I can still Papa, what he said