Luyện nghe bài hát Patches

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

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

For, life had him down to the ground
he tried to get up
Life would him back 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 the family through
My son, all left up to you

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

So every 'fore I went to school
I fed the and I chopped wood too
Sometimes I that I couldn't go on
I wanted to leave, just run away home
But I would remember my daddy said
With tears in his 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 the weight of the
Whole on my shoulders
And you know, knew
What I was through, 'cause

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

So years have 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 through the

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

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

I can still hear Papa, what he