Luyện nghe bài hát Patches

I was and raised down in Alabama
On a way back up in the woods
I was so that folks used to call me Patches
Papa used to me about it
'Cause deep down he was hurt
'Cause done all he could

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

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

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

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

So mornin' 'fore I went to school
I fed the and I chopped wood too
Sometimes I felt I couldn't go on
I wanted to leave, just run away home
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 washed all the away
And at the age of 13 I
I was carryin' the of the
Whole on my shoulders
And you know, knew
I was goin' through, 'cause

Every day I had to the fields
'Cause that's the only way we got our
You see, I was the of the family
And everybody depended on me
Every night I heard my Mama
Lord, give him the strength to another day

So have passed and all the kids are grown
The took Mama to a brand new home
Lord knows, people, I shedded
But my daddy's voice kept me 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 voice
Patches, I'm on you, son
tried to do my best
It's up to you to do the

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