Luyện nghe bài hát Patches

I was born and raised in Alabama
On a farm way back up in the
I was so ragged that folks used to me Patches
Papa to tease me about it
deep 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
Education he had
He did when the times got bad
The money from the crops he raised
Barely the bills we made

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

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

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

So every mornin' 'fore I went to
I fed the and I chopped wood too
Sometimes I that I couldn't go on
I to leave, just run away from home
But I remember what my daddy said
With tears in his eyes on his 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 all the crops away
And at the age of 13 I
I was the weight of the
Whole world on my
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 oldest of the
And else depended on me
Every night I heard my pray
Lord, him the strength to make another day

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

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

Oh, I can still 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
Patches, I'm on you, son
To pull the through
My son, all left up to you