Luyện nghe bài hát Patches

I was born and raised down in
On a farm way back up in the
I was so ragged that 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
Education he had
He did wonders when the got bad
The little money from the he raised
Barely the bills we made

For, life had kick him down to the
he tried to get up
Life would 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 through
My son, it's all up to you

Two days later passed away, and
I became a man day
So I told Mama I was gonna school, but
She said that was Daddy's 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 wanted to leave, just run away home
But I remember what my daddy said
tears in his eyes on his dyin' 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
world on my shoulders
And you know, Mama
What I was through, 'cause

Every day I had to 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 my Mama pray
Lord, give him the strength to another day

So years have passed and all the are grown
The took Mama to a brand 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 still Papa's voice sayin'
Patches, I'm on you, son
I've to do my best
up to you to do the rest

I can still hear Papa, what he