Luyện nghe bài hát Patches

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

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

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

He said,
I'm on you, son
To the family through
My son, all left up to you

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

So every mornin' I went to school
I fed the chickens and I chopped too
Sometimes I that I couldn't go on
I wanted to leave, just run away from
But I would remember my daddy said
With tears in his eyes on his bed

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

Then one day a strong came
And all the crops away
And at the age of 13 I
I was carryin' the of the
world on my shoulders
And you know, knew
I was goin' 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 else depended on me
night I heard my Mama pray
Lord, give him the to face another day

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

Sing,
Patches, I'm on you, son
To pull the through
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 still hear Papa, he said