Luyện nghe bài hát Patches

I was and raised down in Alabama
On a way back up in the woods
I was so ragged that folks to call me Patches
used to tease me about it
Cause deep inside he was hurt
Cause 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 from the crops he raised
Barely paid the bills we

For, life had kick him to the ground
When he to get up
Life would kick him down
One day called 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 Papa passed away, and
I became a man day
So I told Mama I was quit school, but
She said that was strictest rule

So mornin' 'fore I went 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 in his eyes on his dyin' bed

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

Then one day a strong came
And washed all the crops
And at the age of 13 I
I was the weight of the
Whole on my shoulders
And you know, knew
What I was goin' through,

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

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

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

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

I can hear Papa, what he said