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
used to tease me about it
'Cause down inside he was hurt
'Cause done all he could

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

For, life had him down to the ground
he tried to get up
Life would kick him back
One day called me to his dyin' bed
Put his on my shoulders
And in his he said

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

Two days later Papa away, and
I became a man day
So I Mama I was gonna quit school, but
She that was Daddy's strictest rule

So every mornin' 'fore I to school
I fed the and I chopped wood too
Sometimes I felt that I go on
I wanted to leave, just run from home
But I would remember what my daddy
With tears in his on his dyin' bed

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

one day a strong rain came
And washed all the away
And at the age of 13 I
I was carryin' the of the
world on my shoulders
And you know, Mama
I was goin' through, 'cause

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

So years have passed and all the are grown
The angels took 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 pull the family
My son, it's all up to you

Oh, I can hear 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
Patches, I'm on you, son
To pull the through
My son, it's all up to you