Luyện nghe bài hát Patches

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

My papa was a old man
I can see him with a in his hands, see
he never had
He did wonders the times got bad
The little money the crops he raised
Barely paid the we made

For, had kick him down to the ground
When he to get up
Life kick him back down
One day Papa called me to his bed
Put his hands on my
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 passed away, and
I a man that day
So I told Mama I was quit school, but
She said was Daddy's strictest rule

So every 'fore I went to school
I fed the chickens and I wood too
Sometimes I felt that I go on
I wanted to leave, just run away home
But I would what my daddy said
With in his eyes on his dyin' 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 rain
And washed all the away
And at the age of 13 I
I was the weight of the
world on my shoulders
And you know, knew
What I was through, 'cause

Every day I had to work the
Cause the only way we got our meals
You see, I was the of the family
And else depended on me
Every night I heard my pray
Lord, give him the strength to another day

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

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