Luyện nghe bài hát Patches

I was and raised down in Alabama
On a farm way up in the woods
I was so that folks used to call me Patches
Papa used to tease me it
Cause down inside he was hurt
he'd done all he could

My was a great old man
I can see him a shovel in his hands, see
he never had
He did when the times got bad
The money from the crops he raised
Barely paid the we made

For, had kick him down to the ground
he tried to get up
Life would kick him down
One day Papa called me to his bed
Put his on my shoulders
And in his tears he

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

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

So every mornin' 'fore I to school
I fed the chickens and I wood too
Sometimes I that I couldn't go on
I wanted to leave, just run away home
But I would remember what my daddy
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

Then one day a rain came
And all the crops away
And at the age of 13 I
I was carryin' the of the
Whole world on my
And you know, Mama
What I was goin' through,

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

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

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

Oh, I can still hear Papa's sayin'
Patches, I'm on you, son
I've tried to do my
up to you to do the rest

I can hear Papa, what he said